Then there were the cows. And the baby calf that shares a birthday, except Constance is a whole year older.
..but not bigger...
Mama and Papa were lots bigger, so we decided our photo op was through. We took our jugs full of raw milk and eased on down the road.
Home, where we were met by Papa and Grandma and a brand-new car!
Should one be old enough for a license? She liked driving.
Then Grammy and Grampa Laffy came too. And it was a party! Grammy says everyone needs one of these. Constance agreed.
Then came Dolly. Mama thinks every little girl should have one of these. They're super-duper sweet custom handmade dollies by my friend Jesse at Be Mary By Hand. Constance liked her eyes. Dolly didn't mind that she poked them...
...'cause Dolly is cool like that.
Poof! The next year begins.
376. Nursing baby snuggles
377. Slings, Wraps, Ergos
378. Steamed kale love
379. Her laugh
380. How she wraps us all in her love
381. Eight teeth
382. The gap between her teeth
383. Mama from her lips....honey to my soul
384. Sleeping with her in my arms
385. Those steely grey/green/blue eyes
386. And many more.....
