It started with one.
Then there were two.
And lo and behold we found....3 Little Bears!
The boys had a grand time visiting Great Grandmas, friends and neighbors in their bear costumes. I had to giggle, as we are driving to Grandma R.'s house, most concerned, Wyatt pipes up from the backseat, "Grandma no be scared of me!"
Ferocious, don't you think?
Oh how darling!!
ReplyDeleteNext year you'll have to come visit me. ;)
How sweet :) Nan--you shoulda been Goldilocks ;)
ReplyDeleteThanks for letting us see "da bears" - you can come to our house next year too :)
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