|Little Miss L. building her tower...over...and over again.|
|Who are you looking at momma?|
|A rainy day spent reading our favourite books.|
|The quiet moments I will cherish forever as my little girl reads to me.|
|I can't believe in a few days this blue eyed baby will be 18 months.|
Falling from the sky;
Here is my umbrella
To keep me safe and dry!
When the rain is over,
And the sun begins to glow,
Little flowers start to bud,
And grow and grow and grow!
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