I love the way they look at her. She is a loved little girl.
My eldest used to make his own eggs every morning before heading to school. But, at some point, he discovered I could do it for him and it's been that way ever since. I'm good with that.
I love finding them this way in the middle of a school day.
He doesn't believe he's 145 lbs., but the people he sits on believe it.
I found her in her room listening to a Lisa Loeb CD.
Her reading ability continues to amaze me.
Shea, can you hear me up there?