StellaJo

Day 37 of year 4 (August 5, 2011)

Ain’t nothin’ betta than a tall glass of fresh wate’

Although I can get quite drunk on it

I am worried about hot food

Let’s blow on it

All is well now

Ladies and … ladies

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Day 36 of year 4 (August 4, 2011)

It’s hard to let go of certain things

But when I do I end up having fun

Peek-a-boo

What’s under the blocks?

I am

Running towards a bouncy house

The great rhino-rider

Here it comes from the left

Do I look like I live in a bubble?

Oh, happy girl

Oh, tired girl

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Day 35 of year 4 (August 3, 2011)

River series

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Day 32 of year 4 (July 31, 2011)

Sunswing

Standing erect

I am the balancing weight

Digging for treasure

How did Maddy get up there?

Daddy has landed

I let them play behind

Foodfaced

Who is stronger?

Up

Upper

Uppest

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Day 32 of year 4 (July 30, 2011)

Getting ready for my wise traveller role

Above the vortex

At the Rivertown Revival

Opening a picture gift from Nagyi

Finished it with Daddy

Satisfied

Building the tower

Higher

Gathering cubes for Daddy

Good night hug

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Dancing with Daddy

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Day 30 of year 4 (July 28, 2011)

At the obstacle course

Should I slide or should I stay now?

Hazy bouncy

Entering the dance floor with Mama

Dancing

Done

Yeah for froyo

Yummy

Turning into a chocolate zombie

Loving a giraffe

Being Stella

Got a new, electric toothbrush

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Day 29 of year 4 (July 27, 2011)

Riding a horse, named Honey at the county fair

One, Two

Still counting

Letters on one side, numbers on the other

I am a dog. Can dogs count too?

Digging at the dugout

Poros Por

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Day 28 of year 4 (July 26, 2011)

Yeah baby, I made it to the top!

What’s that?

Mirror, mirror

In a rectanglified tube

Getting tired on the playground

Pleeeeese come up with me!

Using the bleachers as a surfboard

Grey vs blue

Do we really have to go home now?

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Day 27 of year 4 (July 25, 2011)

Painting with Grampa

Painting opposites

Wher should my brush touch upon the paper next?

Maybe there?

Mom! Grampa is doing it wrong!

Well, Anya, It was Stella who got it wrong.

But together we do it right

Mama is chasing me around

Looking elsewhere

Sitting at the desk

Caught midword

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