She was a "frizzle puff" as her daddy likes to say, and she was cuddly and soft. When I attempted to get up, she and her sister, Little K, forced me to burrow back in for more. Daddy had to eat her toes to set me free.
We kicked everyone out the door and then shared a dance, some PB&Js, a banana and a tall glass of milk.
My life is so good!
1 comment:
Such sweet pictures!
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