when she arrived–

— late afternoon, she was sleeping.

And when she woke up, she was ready to play.

An angel, Theresa, come to your door!

Beth said this on May 18, 2015 at 5:49 pm | Reply
She is so lovely. And I think I need a pink tutu like hers…

theresakishkan said this on May 19, 2015 at 4:15 am | Reply
And she will undoubtedly (eventually) need a pair of red laredo boots…

textsandpretexts said this on May 20, 2015 at 1:56 pm | Reply
- Michael, I am just back from Ottawa where all my bairns were gathered for a few days. Busy but lovely — and of course the baby was centre-stage. I almost bought blue cowboy boots at a consignment store a few months ago but thought I’d wait until she was at least walking…
  
  theresakishkan said this on May 20, 2015 at 3:52 pm | Reply

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