Every once in awhile, my kids make me laugh so freakin' hard it hurts. For the last couple days, Holly has been periodically talking in a deep voice, calling me "Katie" (instead of Mommy) and telling me that her name is "Mr. Strong". Usually, she does this when she's wearing her black rain boots. It's been fun. Jason tells me that he thinks there's a cartoon character named Mr. Strong. So, today Holly walks downstairs and talking in her deep voice. When I turn and look...this is how she'd dressed herself. The perfect Mr. Strong. Black boots...check. Jeans...check. Bad ass chain belt...check. A tight black t-shirt...check. Indeed, my sweet princess who only wears dresses, this morning got dressed as Mr. Strong. Of course I *had* to get a photo of Mr. Strong all dressed up and acting in his (her?) tough way. Here's the 'tude that Holly Mr. Strong was giving...