It's warming up a little (here and there), and Piper and I have been emjoying our time in the backyard afternoon sunshine.
This doll baby was born to play outside. I fear for her future adult self in the winter. She best move somewhere warm! But not really, because I need her to stay near her mama forever.
1. Pick the "gass".
2. Fill up moms "hans".
3. Yell, "Go! Go! Go!" and throw the grass into the air,
4. Repeat.
Piper in the playhouse, using wood chips as telephones.
She picked up this piece, put it to her ear, and said "Hi, Papa. Hiiiiiiii. Hi, Papa."
Man, happiness really is so simple. And 15 month old baby girls are the best.
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