
Ahhhhh....The hair is finally out of my eyes.

...Out came the sun and dried up all the rain...

What's with these locks, Mommy?

Please whistle the grass, Mommy.

I LOVE bubbles!

Tickle, tickle...

This is for you, Mama.

She LOVES me!

No words for these next few...


The new "thumbs-up!"


I don't think I like this grass stuff, Daddy.

Was that a birdie?

Gettin' a little sleepy...

Where did that butterfly go?

There it is!

I'll guard the bubbles. Don't worry.

I'll set them right here.

Hmmm...grass on MY towel?

Maybe this grass stuff isn't so bad.

I was getting a little warm. Let's sunbathe for a short time, shall we?

I'm tearin' out of here!

So precious
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