It was after midnight and I was trying to finish that quilt top. She was waiting for me to finish "whatever" so we could play. Or go to bed. Or for me to give her a treat. Probably all three.
I've always wondered what she was thinking when she'd look at me with such a serious, intent expression... "What on earth did you do to your hair today?" "Just because you have a voice, it doesn't mean you can sing..."
My favorite picture.
She loved water. She loved hoses. She loved playing with the water coming from the hose. The girl knew how to have fun.
And this is how I will always remember my beautiful sweet Rosie