And who--with a foot that, post-surgery, needs propped fairly often--spends days putting together a play dress of carefully-preserved taffeta (not to mention a crown and wand) with sparkly accents? My mom.
The birthday package arrived between pink eye and a snow, but I promised photos and took these yesterday while Cade watched over Charleigh and Chip (because anything for Nana!). They're completely unedited: just straight out of my camera and, with one exception, in order of how I took them.
It's been a hard, little season in some ways, but I look at these photos and feel my deep-down blessedness: my mom (her heart and talent); my daughter (her beauty and imagination); my log cabin in the woods; my camera to capture it all.