The girls have seemed to take a liking to my grandmothers trees that line our property. As a child I use to, along with my cousins, climb those trees every time we went out to visit. There really was not a whole lot to do when we were there so we came up with our own ideas. I miss those days of being carefree and worrying about falling. Heck- I don't even think I could get myself up in the tree let alone try and get down.
Look at the picture of Ambrea - see anything in her hands or in her mouth? Yes - those are cookies and notice not a one of them is broken. How did she do that?
