It’s been fun having Katie Rose over the holidays. Each of the boys thinks she’s his personal play thing, kind of like a stuffed animal that moves and makes noises. Katie herself gets comfort from her mom, and likes to fall asleep touching Phyllis’s face.
Grandma Barbara loves to hold Katie Rose, and Katie looks back up at her with clear eyes, full of love.
Speaking of eyes, those baby blues! Katie’s gaze is full of mirth, light, and beauty (and I’m not prejudiced a bit <g>).