It was almost a year ago that we took Olivia to the Causeway Classic and then she had discovered how exciting it was to run down the grass hill behind the end zone where we were sitting. This time, she discovered rolling down the hill was even more fun. It was a little bit of a relief she would rather roll because trying to catch her as a much faster, bigger, and stronger girl, was like trying to stop a freight train that would barrel right into your chest.
Olivia being pulled around on her Nemo towel
Olivia's "smile." Her smile has become a more evil and exaggerated "mom face."
