Alrighty my friends. Day two. It's no secret I'm a fan of my kid. She's just so cool, for real--she dances (wiggles...thrashes around...whatever) when she hears music, she cracks herself up all the time, and she's becoming just the slightest (largest) bit feisty. She's a nut, and she's the coolest nut I've ever met.
A few weeks ago, we went to visit her namesake, my great-grandmother (so her great-great. WOWZA), Jewell. Grandmother took a spill about a month ago, thus her arm bandaged up beneath her gown. She'd kill me for sharing this photo--so shhhh. This is a lady who always "fixes her face" and has gorgeous jewelry that perfectly coordinates to her outfits.
She's ninety-nine and fantastic. She's the single most inclusive member of our family and is much more tough than any of us give her credit for--and we give her a lot of credit. I'm proud our little Charlotte shares a name with this family treasure. Two Jewells and all my love!