Humidity does gorgeous things to Oly's curls, I'm going to start calling her Shirley Temple.

The Easter Bunny never found a tiny stuffed Clifford for Oly, I'm sure he was thiiiiiiis close to ordering a vintage one on Ebay, but decided against it. And then, what showed up the next day in the mail?
A tiny Clifford from Auntie Bev! Yay! It hasn't left her sight since, except for yesterday morning when she went to Michael's house and opted for it to stay in my purse while I ran errands so that she wouldn't have to share him. Thank you Auntie Bev!


















