Look, Dad. I'm a Lamanite!

Taylor was jumping on my bed and suddenly stopped and asked me, "Mom, why am I dressed like a Lamanite?" She was wearing a skort, and the skirt part of it hung down in between her legs. I could see where she got her idea from. Creative and funny.



So when Tom came home, I told Taylor to tell her dad. She ran over to him and yelled, "Look, Dad. I'm a Lamanite!" He tried to get a picture of her because she would hold herself a certain way when she'd say it, but she started goofing off when he tried to take a picture. Anyways, here's our little Lamanite.