Sadie Ann is proof that Gilbert blood runs in the veins of our children. Not only does she not have a large, round head, but her calm, quiet demeanor bespeaks her gentle Gilbert ancestry. It was only fair, I suppose, to balance our family out.
Now, if E=mc(2) and the relative velocity at which an object falls in a vacuum
is a function of its mass, then that means... (and yes, I love to suck my thumb)
I'm just making plans for the day I'll be moved into the big-girl bed.
Behold the princess on her blue throne! All her minions must recognize her big-girlness!
My fashion tastes run more towards the chicken-spinach-and-pasta-bake variety.
How do I look?
Um, Ma! People are watching!
Squeaker and the Bug. Friends for ever!
Happy Birthday Sadie, our big one year old!
Labels: blue chair, Sadie