Sometimes, I feel like the only pictures I’ve taken of my daughter lately have been when we’ve been in the car. We’ve been driving a LOT lately….and when we aren’t driving, I’m either working, or trying to keep her from freaking out.
But when I see these images? I’m glad for the time. Because they still tell a story of our life. And for that…I am glad.
Two separate days. Two different faces. Clean toenails. It’s good stuff.
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