Thursday, May 27, 2010
Saturday, May 15, 2010
During a visit from Rowan's cousins I spent some time running around the yard with Isabelle. She had me jumping fences and even tried to get me to crawl under the house. We had fun. At one point I asked her if it felt strange to have me constantly taking photos of her like the Paparazzi. I asked if it made her feel important. Without hesitation she said I am important; smart girl!
I am having trouble choosing one...any thoughts?