Drag queen

Yeah, so the other day I'm washing dishes.. (well I let the girls help me at first, as you will see in the pictures, but then after bubbles got everywhere and I was envisioning being in a houseful of bubbles, albeit better than baby powder.. but still.. I decided to let them play and finish the dishes myself)

and I notice that I'm sure getting a lot done.. and that's NEVER good. You see, at the Surface household it doesn't mean that the kids are being well-behaved sitting down reading the Bible or watching a wholesome show. Me getting a lot done around the house always, ALWAYS means something is going down upstairs. I abruptly stop what I was doing and make a beeline upstairs. Kate comes running out of my bedroom and yells "LOOK AT KARA!!!!!" Well--that's ALL she had to say, I knew that freak got in my make up.. again. after all, we don't call her "Texas Tornado" for nothin'! So I quickly yell, KAAAARRRRRRAAAAAAAAA JOOYYYYYYYYCE!!!!!!! As soon as I yell her name I hear her gasp and her little feet pitter patter all the way in to my closet and then I hear the closet door slam shut. I walk quite loudly to my closet to make sure she knows I'm mad and I'm coming. I yell her name one more time (for dramatic affect-- or is it effect??) and slide open the closet door as fast as I can. I see her in there hiding her face and squating. I start yelling who knows what to which she keeps saying "dahdee mommy" (sorry mommy) "vuv voo mommy" (love you mommy) and I think I almost have her in tears and then she sees it.. her way out....a tiny shiny silver thing I have hiding behind my back. She quickly swallows those almost tears and puts on a BIG BRIGHT CHEESY SMILE and yells "TEEEEEEEEEEEEESE!!!!!!". She was right.. I had a camera. Next time, don't bring the camera when she is getting in trouble, that comes AFTER the punishment... idiot.