We went to Gramma Marilyn's house one day and Grace dazzled us on the piano.
What "graceful" little fingers! (I definitely intended that pun.)
Then I noticed her reflection in the piano. It looks like she has a tiny set of wings on her back. Ahhh. Little angel.
William Robison, Brooklyn Trussell, and Grace Rasmuson: growing up together in the same neighborhood. I can't tell you how wonderful it is to live close to your family. Grace gets to see her cousins nearly every day. We all go for early morning walks several times a week. And if any of us needs a babysitter, no problem.
William had his first birthday yesterday. His party was great. His cake was even better. His mom, Tasha, made it. Just a simple white cake with a killer frosting on it. It's got those colorful, waxy beads mixed in it. Dang that stuff is good!
To me, William's expression says, "That was great. The sugar rush should be kicking in right about now."
Gotta love the bright blue eyes. Sometimes when I look at her, I feel like she is trying to hypnotize me. Mostly, it works. I'm a huge push-over. But wouldn't you be too? I mean, look at that face! I can't say "no" to that face!
My brother Daniel, his wife Tasha, and baby William recently moved into our neighborhood. Grace and I were visiting the other day and Grace had some fun juming on their bed.
