Here she is, all dressed up and waiting for Dad and Mom. She waited at our house as I'd retrieved her from school. Papa stayed home in order to fill the democritters baskets. They're trucked into our neighborhood. Had one sixty year old democrat with a sprig of Christmas holly, tucked between her breast, come to the door. I gave her one small piece of candy, she looked at me as if I owed her more. I wore my gun too as Zombies were out and about....
Please forgive my poor photography.
Above, the face that melts my heart....
A very rare appearance, with his mother's permission, Little Bit's baby brother, Sport Model. My grandson just turned one year old. His eyes beg me to get him out of that silly lion suit.
Little Bit stayed up far too late last evening, and ate too much candy. This morning on our way to school she pulled my arm under her head and proceeded to fall asleep. Here's a shot taken in the predawn dim light, and again I'm sorry for the poor image...but look closely and you'll notice her face on my arm, her nose is pointed North.
I snapped this shot while driving, thus the blurry image. Poor Little Bit passed out within seconds.
She had a good night.
Stephen
