Ellie, chasing her shadow through the grass. She wouldn't walk on grass barefoot last year. Or in sandals, because she could feel the grass touch her feet. I guess she's over it.
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Sunday, March 22, 2015
12/52.
A taste of spring.
Ellie, chasing her shadow through the grass. She wouldn't walk on grass barefoot last year. Or in sandals, because she could feel the grass touch her feet. I guess she's over it.
Linking up here.
Ellie, chasing her shadow through the grass. She wouldn't walk on grass barefoot last year. Or in sandals, because she could feel the grass touch her feet. I guess she's over it.
Linking up here.
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So cute… I remember when H figuired out the way things felt was ok.
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