Don’t the pearls just make the outfit?
While we were playing, a precious nine year old girl named Kennedy came to play with us for a little while. As she was leaving she silently grabbed some chalk, wrote Aleah’s name on the chalkboard and walked out.
After she left, Aleah dragged a little chair over to the chalkboard and began drawing. I just love how these pictures turned out. It all looks completely staged but it absolutely isn’t.
The big button on the coat used to be Aleah’s great great grandmother’s.
I am thankful that Aleah and my great grandma were able to meet a few times. Aleah was only a couple months old when my Gramie B said, “My, she certainly has a mind of her own.” And boy has that been true.