On A's b-day, I drove northward to meet Peter for lunch at McDonald's. That's where she wanted to eat for her day. And she didn't want to eat anything other than a vanilla ice cream cone. Well, I think she ate a french fry or two. She loved the attention.
my silly girl. she picked out her own shirt and clips (she insisted on wearing BOTH of them)...
birthday bliss
Autumn's first taste of hang time (don't you love it, Mikey?!?) :)
Slam dunk!
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