Likes to grin
She is round, Crawls the ground.
Orange hair color, Like Grandmother.
Eyes aglow, Little toes. Missing teeth,
Where's the Beef?
From our seed, Grows like weeds. Sometimes whines
On the vine. Candle lit, Throws a fit. Cries at Pa,
His last straw. Stems from mess,
Molly's best. Patching up,
Oh my, my
Sweetie Pie! -Rob
Last week we went to a pumpkin patch with our friends.
They also have a little girl just older than Molly.
The kids loved the pumpkins.
Although, they probably loved playing with each other more.
It was very cute when Eliza put her arm around Molly.
After the pumpkin patch, we headed over to our cousins to visit Brent, Rob's brother, who was in town. His cousins just moved into a beautiful house nearby us.
Molly was up past her bedtime and fell asleep on the way home. I had to take a picture of her sleeping on Rob's shoulder since the only time she cuddles is when she's sleeping.