We’ve been having some extraordinarily beautiful days around here.
Like Poet. He’s just 3 years old and still a baby in so many ways.
But he’s looking so big lately. So mature.
I haven’t managed to capture any of his funny faces recently, but he still makes them. Regularly.
What can I say, I’m just a grown-up-kid-who-always-dreamed-of-having-her-own-horse-and-now-she-does-and-pinches-herself-daily-because-of-it.
The love affair continues.
P.S. Linking up with my sweet friend Lisa over at The Long Road to China.