February 7th, 2009

ringlets, 4

Daddy's girl

It doesn't happen very often, but every once in a great while something comes along that makes me grateful that I take more after John than Mom in certain areas.  Today is one of those days.

*tweezing bee stringer out of toe* Ow, ow, ow, ow.

I thought the bees were supposed to be disappearing. Ow, ow, ow.