Our girl is turning A DOZEN YEARS OLD this week!
We had a family party for Grace at the Morrows. Mom and Dad came up and we got to see sweet little Maisy!
The old, crooked landing...
...taken down!
A boy and his dog...bonding. No shoelace chewing in this frame.
The Van Sickles wanted to have an outdoor, overnight challenge. They had everyone pack in FIVE minutes to get the essentials. Grace made sure she had a fake plant to decorate her corner of the tent.
Our last official look at Grace as an 11-year old! Tomorrow she'd be 12!
A new bike!
We got a Nessa mug in the mail from her breeder. A thank-you for passing their name along to friends.
Happy Birthday Facetime!
A bike ride and then people filtered through our front yard for a rolling birthday party for Grace.
Ruthie isn't so much a Nessa fan. Too young and puppyish.
G'ma and Papa delivered MOD for dinner as the party winded down.
Colleen and Jeff handled the poop problem...
The Magees swung by and were quite memorable. :)
And the blue parade float with the llama out the sunroof came by! :)
All-in-all, not so bad for a Covid Birthday. :)
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