The Chef Herself
I finally made Millie an apron for her seventh birthday. She wanted me to take her picture in the tree.
And then I took some by the blank wall.
Inept yo-yo flower. (I had no instructions. I have no Internet. I need instructions!)
Fun ruffle and Millie's laughter.
She's laughing really hard in this one. Too bad all that shows is a stupid apron, huh?
And some chicken arms.
The End.
3 comments :
In the one second from the top, and the last one, Millie is taking on your likeness. I suspect she will look more and more like you as she continues to grow older.
I'd like that-- to have one girl, at least, favor me. (Poor girl. Lucky me!)
Want one.
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