Wednesday, April 15th 2015 – TAX DAY

After getting a tooth fixed and taxes filed, I got to go on a date with my daughter.

Berryland Princess

It’s called “Berry Line,” but we waive that point.  (We look past it.)   Moreover, that doesn’t rhyme with “Fairyland.”

Then after:

“We’re Free!”

Two things:

1) Apparently “We’re Free” doesn’t only pertain to being off leash in nature.  It can apparently be true on a city sidewalk as well.   How delightful and what a relief.

2) We are all getting present to how LONG ClaraJane’s legs are.  In this photo she looks like an elegant young lady athlete to me, not a *THREE* year old.

And alas it was this exact night while cuddling that I realized her legs are too long to rest her feet on my thighs anymore.  She either has to bend her knees a LOT, or let her feet dangle down over.  Pressing her feet against me has been something she’s done since before birth.

Baby’s growing up.