How is it that I've forgotten about the High Points of Pen series? Here to reinstate and on the last day of the month! Much has changed, so much to love.
Wheat-colored curls
E-I-E-I-O ; she just hums/sings that at will, no one taught her
When nightly she asks me to read. Book worm, score!
How she whispers "hi" when ever you walk in the room
the waddle, and then the fall...constant series as we test out the training wheels
musical aspirations - will head over to the guitar stand and bang away (we will thank the manny for this one)
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