Phoebe determined the many faces of Renée: happy, tired, content, and curious. Phoebe caught her curiosity.

I caught her happy to have Auntie Sarwah here.
Follow along and read about our quirky adventures and diverse interests. Why anathema? The word originally meant to ascend to heaven. Then, the meaning reversed completely. The word demonstrates a living language-good and evil-love it or hate it-polar opposites. It is one of my favorite words along with ubiquitous, portmanteau, and flippity-schmoo. I love artichokes.
3 comments:
oh my heavens she is just plain darling!!!! you're so lucky.
She's beautiful Stacy!! I hope I see her before she is 8 too.
Oh my goodness! I just want to nibble on her little cheeks! Nom nom nom.
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