We were all one-year-olds, once — even Papa (that old dog). Here’s photographic evidence, as we anticipate Lucy herself turning one next Wednesday.
All Boyds, all the time.
All Boyds, all the time.
We were all one-year-olds, once — even Papa (that old dog). Here’s photographic evidence, as we anticipate Lucy herself turning one next Wednesday.
Jon, you’re pretty cute there. But the cake!! Wow! I hope you weren’t actually allowed to eat it and got fed carrots or something instead…
Look at me, and tell me what you _think_ I ate! :)
Ha! I’m interested to see what kind of cake Lucy’s going to get. :)