Hello Kitty

Here's something you may not know about me. I am a thirty-something who is still a huge fan of all things Hello Kitty (Sanrio). I usually satisfy my HK fix at Target's dollar section, or every so often I'll buy something small from the Sanrio store. As much as I adore everything in there, I can never justify spending more than a few dollars on my childhood fantasy. I say childhood fantasy, because growing up, I was one of the few girls I knew that was cruelly deprived of things from Sanrio (why, oh why?!).

Hm....that most likely explains why I've grown up to become an even bigger fan. Thanks Mom and Dad! :)

With the hope of saving my own daughter from the same cruel fate I suffered (yes, i'm being dramatic), I started collecting HK items for myself my daughter years ago before I even know she existed.

Now years later, I have quite an assortment of things to pass onto Bethany. Most of them are neatly stored away, but she has already gotten quite familiar with dear old HK.

Clearly my goal is to pass on this love of HK to her.... but this afternoon we had a minor setback while hanging out in Little Tokyo.

Here's a close up.
(sorry for the bad quality. it was taken on my iphone.)

Is it mean that I'm totally laughing, and that I love this picture?
And that as she was freaking out, I urged Austin to go ahead and take the shot instead of quickly stepping away to spare her from those seconds of sheer terror?

You be the judge. :)