She is getting tired of the pictures for some reason, but with a little coaxing she will sit for one.

Not made of cheese it turns out.

I have a dream. And I live it every day with this precious child of mine.

Up and at ’em early to grab breakfast at school.

Blue Jeans. Blue shirt. Blue socks. Happy Zoe going to school early to have breakfast at the cafeteria.

Zoe didn’t want to be in the picture this morning, residual bad mood from last night’s epic meltdown at Target.