Mommy wasn't able to enjoy Purim (parade and party) this year because I was home sick with pneumonia...but once again, Stewart and my mom stepped up. Of course, Maya wore her tutu (and if I would have let her, she would have worn her tap shoes) and Brooklyn was a cow. Then Maya found out that Brooklyn wasn't going to wear a tutu like her and she got upset. So, I got one of Maya's out of the closet and put it on B. It wasn't really the look I had for Brooklyn, but it made Maya happy.
When they got home, Maya demonstrated her new "wiggly" heart headband.
She showed me the hearts that an artist painted on her face.
But most of all, she was very proud of her mask that she decorated all by herself.
Even though the headband was made for kids, Maya insisted that I try it on. Believe it or not, she took this picture of me all by herself. 
This is how Brooklyn came home. 
Tutu sister's photo #1: Brooklyn wanted nothing to do with a picture.
Tutu sister's photo#2: At least Brooklyn stopped crying, but why was Maya standing funny. Oh well, it was the best we were going to do before naps.Hours later:
After a long nap, a bath and a big snack, Brooklyn was back to her normal self.
A musical instrument + Brooklyn = the happiest kid on our block.
Maya and her love for Barbie's! Happy Purim friends and family!
