Downtown Phoenix on a Sunday morning. 
A great shot that accents that flowing golden hair.
Whether she's being tickled or watching you do sit-ups, that girl can laugh.
I came in from the kitchen and FOUND her like this. Of course I helped her down when she let go. On Tuesday I asked someone at the church nursery if you're just supposed to let them fall down and they said yes. So, to demonstrate, she fell down from some play table in the nursery, hit her head, and screamed. Another lady picked her up, but I asked if I could hold her for my own sake. Is it a coincidence that starting that day she now follows me around the house everywhere I go and often cries when I leave the room?
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