Today, Clara and her cousin Luke reunited and talked about how fast time goes and how they can’t believe they’re already one years old. Clara and Luke’s first picture together was on Santa’s lap last Christmas—a classic shot of Luke smiling and Clara crying miserably. Clara’s a good baby, but Luke amazes me. He never fusses, always smiles, and can eat an entire peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch and still have room for Cheerios.
Clara was put on ball duty and fetched the spewing balls while Luke made sure the toy kept running.
I think I’m trying to teach “sharing” here. Never an easy one to learn.
Clara tells Aunt Dayle some good gaga googoo stories.
Someone’s practicing the art of disinterest.
Okay, so disinterest is boring, after all.
Clara has her first horse ride on the 25 year old Reba. I think Luke looks like a real cowboy here.
Love my little outdoorsy girl.