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365:8

Two old friends and their girls. Much needed time together. 

365:7

Bright, sunny, morning at home baking cinnamon rolls = promise of a good day.

365:6

During her supposed nap time, I check on a clearly awake Bea in her room, to find her trying on her doll's sweater. "I goin." "Where?" I ask. "A car (to car)," she responds. "I die (drive)." Really? Where are you going? asks curious mama. "A Papa's (to papa's)!"

That girl.

365:5

Sometimes it's hard to complain about 70 degrees in January. 

 I love that she chooses yellow.