
I walked into the garage the other day and this is what I found. - All four girls perched on the freezer slurping up their popsicles. Had to smile. Sophie was enjoying herself as much as the big kids with every shared slurp she got.
And a Sunday morning picture since I haven't shared one of those in a long time. Jared takes these as I am usually trying to get ready, and as usual one child is always in the depths of despair about something. This time it was.... well, isn't it obvious?
Apparently, her braids were crooked and not straight like Auntie had done them the day before. Dad must have been doing some "smile, or else..." OH , to be nine, and have the biggest problem in your world be that your braids are crooked.