Elle and I have a tradition of going to the beach and saying goodbye to the summer. This year I had to carry her home with her little legs kicking in frustration. When I put her down she would run back to the sand.
I don't blame her. Goodbye summer. See you next year.
Then we walked barefoot over to Jack's house and he tried to cheer her up. I think it worked.
Then we walked barefoot over to Jack's house and he tried to cheer her up. I think it worked.
3 comments:
That top right picture is incredible. She looks like a grown up in these, it kind of makes me sad. Where does time go?
Oh my, I just want to squeeze her she is so stinkin' cute!! Let's see, my youngest boy is 4, that might work out for them to get married right?!? ;)
it's always so hard to say goodbye to summer, and when you're a kid, it feels like it will never come again!
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