Gotta love a gal who can make the best of a situation.
At Carson's game a couple of weeks ago, Molly brought her tea party supplies and her favorite stuffed dog...
...and they had a tea party -- I mean, a grass party...
...right there on the sidelines. She didn't complain, or bug me, or count my grey hairs.
She just passed the time quietly and happily with her toys. Gotta love that...although the pretending to eat and drink grass is a bit concerning...Happy Wednesday!




















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