No more babies in nursery for us. Mostly I had to make sure I didn't cry all day. Molly sat still and sang me her brand new songs. She has the best teachers -- Brother and Sister Keesler (he's my birthday twin).
I didn't have time to take a picture when she was sparkly and shiny; she ate the white board eraser and now has a beard.Her tiny hands made me brownies during choir.
Grandma B. made her a sunbeam mask in celebration.
And my new phone broke, so I have to get pictures from Maisie. I'll do that.




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