A collection of proof that these kids are indeed growing up. Thatcher insists upon wearing layers of mismatched clothes, preferably Tessa's. They stand and run on their own outside. Their individualistic nature turning them loose on the world. Tessa found and "saved" a dead mouse the other day. We finally had the dead talk although I'm not sure it phased her that much. A pulse is not necessary when a decapitated rodent is just going to sit in a play bird cage on ice for days anyway.
I love looking at your photographs! They are so beautiful... what a talent you have! And your writing is lovely, too...
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