Perpetually Seven

It began long ago...the year I was turning eight. My older sister Sarah was quite positive that I was turning seven, I think she may have even written it in my card. I was quite offended obviously, because eight is SO much older than seven, but it has now become a running joke in our family. So every year, no matter how many years have gone by, I still turn "seven". And I probably always will. So here's to growing up, getting wiser, stronger, taller (?), and learning more...but never getting a year older. Happy birthday to me ;)

Happy Birthday...

...to this lovely lady She's so crazy, and I'm so glad she's my sister :)

more of Zoe...because I can't resist

This kid has no fear...she walked right up to Mystique, bent down right next to her face and shouted, "HI HORSIE!!!", then proceeded to try to walk way too close to the horse's hooves. She got right up on her, then rode Bai around for a little while the next day. Every time I asked if she was done, she'd say no.

I'm pretty sure Zoe came out of the womb dancing. Start singing anything and she'll start bustin a move. It's quite entertaining. :) Apparently she also knows karate.

I've never met a toddler who likes wearing shades...but Zoe does. Upside down of course.

Flying baby:

Zoe and Mom taking a break...

She's so much fun to be around. :)

"It was only the fool or the witless that felt no fear. What a man must do was go on, anyway."

-Louis L'Amour ("Heller With a Gun")

the cutest face I know

I miss this kid...