One day we took her to Mama's school for an exhibition of edible literary art; here, Mama's entry, A Farewell to Arms |
Much of the time was an on-going fashion show: here, putting on a faerie dress Grandma bought her in Napier, New Zealand |
"The cold never bothered me anyway"; on stage with the new faerie dress; not pictured: the new red-and-black polka-dot Flamenco dress from Seville |
Good new for Tyson's: Penelope likes dark meat; here posing with a finished standard child's portion |
Here, the piece de resistance, the wand, shoes and Snow White dress... |
Thus; very happy little girl |
Smelling the roses |
By a corner house on Bryant, near Embarcadero, in Palo Alto; this is by no means our first spring here, and we have never seen the roses more lush and plentiful |
Thus |
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