Saturday, November 19, 2016

The Event that Made My Day

A Photo Essay of an Early Morning Visit to Miranda's House,
by Catherine Johnson

Catherine arrived in Calgary and the next morning she slipped over to watch the girls while Michael was being driven to kindergarden

There is nothing more fun than getting reacquainted with an aunt who has stayed at your house before.  No matter that you call her every other aunt's name.  

Just one picture before we begin to play this morning.

Betty begins to sing, "Here's a ball for baby ...."

"Here's the way the baby, plays a peek-a-boo."

And "Here's the way the baby plays a-peek-a-boo", again.

Pat a cake, pat a cake.  The song never grows old.

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