Sometime every morning, she gets changed, and then I go to the side door to get ready for our walk. She's soon after me and anxious to get on with it. Gramma outs her hat on, and off we go. We did that again yesterday morning and had a great walk on a great day.
Later that same day ... it was after supper, and it was time for the Grands to head home. But first I changed the girl while Maw was busy doing this and that. Then I made my way to the door. But something about changing her cued The Bonnie Wee One's expectations, and didn't she find her hat and follow me anxiously to the door. Melted my heart, I tell ya, and I must confess that, yes, she did get another little walkie: much shorter than the morning version, but I couldn't bear to disappoint her.
Earlier in the day she leant a helping hand with the vacuuming. I don't think I could have managed without her help.
We had a fierce storm in the afternoon. Here she is enjoying it. The worst of the storm was past as was the best of the video op, but I find it cute nevertheless.
