Sunday, February 19, 2017

This is my sunflower. She needed some rays. Too many days stuck inside had led to a little bit of the crabbycakes. All of us were afflicted.

After her nap on Sunday, we caught the last bit of sunlight at the Chemstrand park, and then we met Grammy and Grandpa at Rio Bravo. Eating out was a bad idea. She was not up to it at all, and we made everyone miserable.

But before it went south, we were flying high.

We got sticks in our shoe.

And then on our booty.

So…no shoes!

This was pure contentment.

Silliness personified.

Crazy girl…