At dusk, the little nieces went out to swing while Aunt Sally pushed. They love their swings.
|Ghost children in motion|
|In the wagon: supplies (AKA boots and baby doll)|
|Aunt Sally, entertaining the childrens|
Poor Alice is too little to play outside with the big kids! But since she's a sweetheart, she's more than content to sit in her Bumbo seat and play with her hands and/or burp-cloth.
It's hard to believe that just next year, Alice will be toddling right behind her cousins, trying to keep up. But she's Baby Alice, and babies don't grow. So, she'll be my baby forever. Mm-hm.
See you tomorrow! I plan to talk about my cold and why having a cold makes me feel nostalgic. You wouldn't want to miss out on THAT.