In honor of the third day since November ninth that bare ground has appeared (following on the heels of yesterday, day the second), I took Skylark outside this morning to document her birthday dress.

I bought (yes, bought) her this four dollar frock because I could not resist it (okay, "resist" is probably not the right word, as I jubilantly bought it after actively searching for just such a dress). It stands in lieu of the birthday gift I never made her but that still revolves inside my head in all its untainted perfection. Most of the time, things look better in my head, anyway.

I'm mourning that, after a year of dandelion poof, her hair is starting to settle down, even though some residual poof remains. Darn gravity. 

You had a good run, though, little one. Here's to long and luscious locks in 2019!
Oh, how we love you.


Making Cents Of It All said...

She is beautiful!

Molly said...

Oh, precious Skylark! She is gorgeous, as all your children are. I love the joy on her face as she greets her birthday in her beautiful, new dress. God is good - always!

Much love!

Full of Grace said...

She's Precious. and I love the dress :)

Abigail said...

Thanks for affirming her cuteness, all!
But the poof. Sigh. I still miss the poof. :)

heidiann(e) said...

Oh, the poof!

Rebecca said...

You caught the poof just in time! Now you've traded the poof for pixie pigtails.

Love the dress. It is perfect!