Ezra playing in the yard. He was actually quite intrigued by mole hills and determined to catch a mole by hand. Unsuccessful, but had fun trying.
I'm not sure if you can see how dirty his face is, but it was nice and coated with a fine layer of black dirt.
The old, yet so classic footstool that turns into a chair...
Our little shepherd...
Playing on Great Aunt Dort's grandparents' piano...
Karen (my mom's cousin), me, Ezra, and Great Aunt Dorothy...
1 comment:
Gpa and Gma Green had that same footstool/chair!
Also I love that the whole class has your aunt for a penpal. Small class I hope?
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