Her Self Portrait

R stole my camera. I am thrilled she did. Her 6 year old self portrait here is better than anything I could take (or pay to take). This shot sums her up, and frankly, it sums up the me I want to be too, and actually, it sums up our whole damn week. Her other pics, hidden until I got home -- are from a 6 year old wack-job eye, but an eye, a way of SEE-ing, nonetheless.

(Is she not lovely? God. I swear, her childhood is such a fortune cookie to me.)

So now, we move on. Teeth or no teeth.