Evie loves to rock in her very own rocking chair. So much so, that this is the face I got when I tried to convince her that it was time to stop rocking and go get lunch. She crawls up into the chair, scoots herself around to the right position and either asks for a book so that she can "read," or starts leaning forward and backward until she gets the chair to rock "just right." It's very cute. We think her Great Grandpa Richard, who made the chair, must be smiling down when the li'l miss climbs up.
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