This story is true.
top: Abigail Grace
bottom: Hannah Nicole
At the end of the day yesterday, we did a Resurrection Egg Hunt with the kiddos, and as I saw the chickens squawking, and shuffling around the yard...well, you can see. Not normally what I might have chosen to represent whimsy, but it is rather humorous. And, I suppose, whimsy is defined by the unusual and frivolous humor of unexpected things, don't you agree? I love the free spirit of Hannah's. Such a beautiful reflection of the natural whimsy of a child. Some days, I feel like I could go back, and feel right at home in my childhood. Those days were magical. Fantastic. Yet, I don't believe I should like to revert back to my youth. If I had it within my grasp once again, perhaps I would cease to see the priceless nature of it.
Make sure to stop by Hannah's blog and sing a little song like, "Hello. I love your picture. Let's be friends." :)