Found these today from last fall. She is beautiful. I am constantly marveling at her cuteness and beauty that's all rolled into one.
The other day she asked me what "bouquet" meant when we were reading a book. That night while laying in bed, she was half asleep and said, "Mama, when it is springtime I am going to pick you a bouquet."
Oh man, so sweet. And such lovely thoughts in the midst of all this snow and cold.
She is a sweetie, that one. A beautiful, adorable, loving, sweet little one.
