Spring came quickly this year, and with it, the annual blooming of our beloved front-yard flower. (Whose name escapes me right now. Anyone? Pop George?) Which means it was time for the annual photo of Truman posing with the flower. What a difference
a year makes. And especially
two years.

Truman's already sick of our tradition.

But eventually he perked up.
1 comment:
Can't believe how big he is!! So, I want to know how many more years you think Truman will agree to get his picture taken with the flower?:)
xo,
Aunt Ellen Reilly
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