we’ve seen them both lately.
eliza wanted to dress up like a princess in the rain the other day. i love that a broken umbrella and black mud boots fit into that concept.
i learned tonight that by not telling micah i was starting a fire was considered a slap in the face. “mama, why didn’t you call me? you know i want to be there.” i’ll never forget again, sweet heart.
and if you can imagine both of these photos with naomi squeaking out new viola songs in the background, you’ve got the complete picture.