No fun stories or activities or adventures. Just some plain ole pictures from a normal day in the life of the White Things.
Brushing
Boxing
This smile is reserved for her big brother.
Rose watches Jay like a happy little hawk
I have to undo one snap on each side of the leg openings of this outfit to give Rose’s lushious legs room to breathe. Jonathan Swift would approve.
Jay thinks that the jumper is a swing, and he has pushed Rose pretty high a few times before I could intervene.
A little-known relative on my Dad’s side: Mr. Hash Brown.
That’s all for now!
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