Caroline is seven.
{I didn't mean to, but doesn't the garland gift wrap remind you of a medieval festival??}
{The morning at the Whitaker Science center in Harrisburg, PA.}
{Me and wind-blown hair after standing in the hurricane chamber with 95 mph winds. Intense. And I'm also the bag lady for the day.}
{More flowers to be dried, given as birthday gifts for the girls from little friends.}
{Definitely a fairy birthday for a fairy daughter.}
{First sight of my wobbly, yet "artsy-looking" candles.}
Sometimes, especially birthdays, it is worth wearing yourself out for such giddy, happy moments as these.
A happy, happy birthday to my oldest.
the sleepy time gal