That look on Eleanor's face says, "This pretzel is delicious & my mouth is full. Also, I'm quite happy snuggled up to my Mommy, but I really want to turn my head and look at the birds that are begging for a bit of my food."
The other day I stopped by the girls' gravesites just to check on things. It was a beautiful sunny day and, for the first time, I let Eleanor run around and play a while. It was kind of weird (I mean, this isn't the kind of scenario that any parent plans), but it was also kind of special.
I always feel a tiny bit prettier in black & white (maybe I was born in the wrong time period) and it's my blog, so I'm changing the photo to my liking.