Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Both girls have flared pants...though it doesn't show up so well in the images...they were made from the denim jeans you sent along :o)
I have to tell you that this baby has caused quite a stir around here...she is so cute. She feels great to hold too :o) She is going to be hard to send off :o)
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
I love the hair colors you chose...excellent choice
She is ready to go home... I like Meadow for her name...what do you think?
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Saturday, September 5, 2009
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Thursday, September 3, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
"What is REAL?" asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. "Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?"
"Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse. "It's a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but Really loves you, then you become Real."
"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.
"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."
"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"
"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get all loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."
Here's to many adventures and "real" little friends :o)