After a lengthy ride in the stroller, Mommy let me get out to look at the water.
We Toney girls are gettin' brown...
Walking down the pier with Heather...
I even got to sit on the bench all by myself.
Thank you for your assistance, my lady.
See the fishies, Heather?
When we got back home, I had such greasy hair from the lemongrass oil that I became Alfalfa.
What could be making this rainbow?
Mommy says I am God's promise to her.
I found a new hiding spot.
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