My my you have gotten so big. When did that happen? You’re asking me to scratch your belly aren’t you? I know that look.
The innocence. It kills me.
Her little rabit’s feet.
Aw her tuff. So soft.
Well aren’t you just pitiful.
Uh oh. I hear something. Was that a car door?
Well, so much for a lazy Saturday.
Have I introduced you to our lovely sand pit? We don’t even have to leave to go to the beach.
You’re on your own Luce. Don’t be a wuss.
Oh gosh, avert your eyes! This is where I walk away. I’m too embarrassed.
And she’s down for the count. We request a rematch. Stay tuned for round 2.