We have a plethora of beautiful girls in our second generation--meet Lorelai. She looks determined with a sweetness chaser. I can't wait to meet her. I'll probably need a bib and utensils because I plan on eating her up! She makes NINE grandkids--six pink, three blue. Smashing fun! I love her ballerina ostrich. She sent me some birthday greetings and apologized for coming 4 days early of that. Not to worry. We'll share the same zodiac sign and call it good. I find myself peering deep into this picture--trying to perceive her soul, you know. She may be a caboose in that family. I'm wondering who was at her send-off celebration...Will she be the doll toting sidekick her sister Rosie really needs? I hope her arms are skinny enough for the sweater I'm knitting! Dog lover or cat affecianado? Tummy or back sleeper? Mommy's girl or Daddy's? Are there mud puddles in her future? Bubble baths? She seems completely likeable to me. Welcome to the circus, Lorelai. Grab a hand, hold on, enjoy the cotton candy, and watch out for the tigers...Love, Grammy
