What better way to christen the baby backpack than an evening trip in the orchard to watch Steve prune the cherries? Avelyn only got whapped in the head by a few falling branches. Gotta love the resilience of childhood.
PS: We got a new camera. It’s not the SLR of my dreams but it’s definitely a step up and has the potential to serve us well. A big thanks goes out to Steve’s mom for footing the bill for the new unit! Our old camera suddenly gave up the ghost and we didn’t think we’d be able to get a replacement for quite a while since we are broker than a…broken dish (?). I got nothin’. Except a ridiculously good-looking baby (and yes, that is sweet potato smushed into her eyebrow):
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She really is mini-Steve. That last picture is identical.
And just to make you feel better, I’ll say – “But I see bits of you in there too.”
:)
I TOTALLY see bits of you :)
Tell me her hair is as soft as it looks.
I think you should get avelyn a mini-size set of pruning shears. Put her to work, i say!! ;)
How are you ever going to say “no” to a face like that?
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