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One-year-old Eliza Jane. Isn't she starting to look like a little girl already? Hard call on this photo: do I insist that she sits down in the wagon or go ahead and take a picture? She was just so delighted with herself, with the wagon . . . with Benjamin's socks. . .
A photo with the coreopsis, below, should have been better, but the sun was quite glaring.
We spent Eliza's birthday weekend in Sulphur Springs combining the celebration with JB's dad's 70th birthday. Here's just a few pictures of a fun weekend characterized by excellent food, great music, and delightful company. Of course I could say that of all our weekends in SS, but the birthdays added a little something extra.
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| E danced along with the music...especially when her grandmommy was playing her violin. |
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| And with such a gracious and capable dance partner... |
It is getting too late for me to reflect much on my little girl tonight. I am so proud of my little one-year-old, and I truly delight to think of her presence in our lives in the year ahead. She's her own person, this one. Strong-willed and confounding at times, but that is all part of the greater joy in getting to know her little spirit.
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| And two more photos back at home. One of E's first words has been "backpack." She loves Benjamin's so much that we got her one of her own. |
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| But perhaps her favorite gift is the card Ben made for her glued all over with fuzzy balls. |
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It's not every grand dad who gets to share his 70th with his grand daughter's first. Thanks for coming to SS. It was a grand celebration.
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