It was a beautiful day to play out side. Miss Peanut Butter found a Sponge Bob umbrella in the garage that J had brought home and would not put it down. I wanted to get some nice birthday shots, but she kept dragging the dang thing around. My Mom took this one.
I tried to take one of her and me, but this was the nicest she'd give me. Apparently the whole carrying her for 9mos and a c-sect doesn't warrant a smile on demand. Can you feel the love.
We got her a baseball glove which is a tad big, but she'll grow into it. Hopefully she doesn't turn into a southpaw.