Thursday.

The weather was absolutely beautiful on Thursday. In fact, it's been gorgeous every day this past week. Forty degrees in February is a welcome change from the frigid temperatures of ten (or more) below zero. So thankful for the good weather -- how often do we have lovely weather and forget to say thank you, but when it's awful outside, we're ready to complain? Something that I'm trying to work on, especially with my grace gifts. But back to the weather...

Gracie had a tea-party to go to on Thursday, and when she got back, my mom said, "Hannah, today would be perfect for pictures." The snow was melting, the sun was shining, and a brisk breeze blew wafts of lovely fresh air throughout the neighborhood.



After pulling Grace away from her plate of partly-eaten pizza rolls, we ran outside and went into the backyard to take a few photos. She shed her large, pink puffy coat and smiled in her dress. It was a bit chilly because of the winds, but she bore the temperature bravely. ;)



We call Grace the pixie of the family -- she's a little bit of a fairy, with her pointed chin, shining eyes, and little elfin ears.


If we lived in Medieval times, she'd be the one dressed in robes of white, a circlet of silver on her head and a gleam in her eyes. A mysterious little laugher. Because she always has something to say and you'll rarely ever find her not laughing...:)

After a half an hour or so of laughing and taking many many photos, my camera beeped full and my frozen fingers said that it was time to go inside.


She's probably the only one in the family who looks adorable in braids.


That's my little sister Grace. A laugher, lover, dreamer, dancer, silly-saying-er, loyal-friend, devoted-big-sister, adorable-little-sister, absolutely sweet gal. And I love her.


Much love.
Hannah