Here are some pictures from yesterday’s excursion to the Fort Worth Botanical Gardens with Fourthborn and some of the resin kids (all of mine, who appear miffed because they’re in long sleeves and heavy sweaters, and two of hers). At the entrance, there are two long pools like this one.
Rosalie (blonde) and FaithAnn (brunette), who represent LittleBit and Fourthborn, respectively. Fourthborn wanted to pose them with Rosalie getting ready to shove FaithAnn into the water. I told her it would be far more historically accurate if it were the other way around.
FaithAnn: “I wasn’t doing anything, Mom!”
Blessing cools her heels, as her siblings bewail their lack of summer attire.
“Don’t cry, Sissy. Mom will make us something cooler to wear for next time.”
“Please get me down out of this tree!” Fourthborn got other shots of Blessing up in the tree, but because she had to arch her back to balance her legs, all you see is [acres of] bosom pointing skyward, reminiscent of that TV commercial for a vacation in Ixtapa. So, deleted. And now I have to wash sap out of Blessing’s skirt. She is perched back on top of the chest of drawers here in the living room, wearing her sweater and her underoos, and I really do need to rebutton her sweater and tighten up those buttonholes with embroidery. Faith is sitting in her lap for modesty’s sake.
“I saw a gecko in the bushes, and it was this big!”
Pictures of all the lovely flora, and lunch at Ol’ South, tomorrow. Fourthborn has other shots, some virtually identical, others unique. If she gives permission, I’ll link to them tomorrow as well.