The remains of a strawberry pie we took over to some friends' house for dinner.
Photo session with Dad.It might be hard to see, but I guess she tromped around the yard with her hand down the back of her pants for a while. Why? Who knows the mind of a toddler.
Saturday morning breakfast. Hazel was most happy with her fried egg and strawberry with whipped cream crepe.Saturday afternoon at the park to check out Hemp Fest. Enjoying the rocking horse.Trying to follow the 5, 6, and 7 year olds up the ladder and then realizing she didn't know how to keep climbing.
Oblivious to the fact that she was holding up the line.