More pics in what is sure to become an increasingly boring series for everyone but me and my mom!
Rocks are very serious business in a child's world. I believe Michael was quizzing Grace on which was the largest, the smallest, the darkest, etc.
Clearly pleased with herself for many, many reasons.
Flying in the orchard. I can no longer lift her this way, which renders me somewhat inferior in her eyes.
Three generations of dirty blonds.
The male bonding going on here will forever remain a mystery to me. It has something to do with being in the Navy, knowing how to fix things with tools, and a profound appreciation for things that blow up.