What Sahara Said

We had a long weekend of lovely weather here. On Thursday Grandma got back from Italy and Sahara went off to a barbeque at Gerts parents' friends with her and Gert. Nonkel Raf's partner Mamaduo taught her some wonderful dance moves out in the garden.
On Friday, we went to the park with Nikki and Marco. Nikki meet her friend there who has a lot of younger brothers and sisters about Sahara's age, so she had a wonderful time, and Nikki was followed around by a gang of about 10 or so adoring young fans.




My feet. I get really bored at the park. And I have pretty feet.


V-grrl arrived from America bearing gifts. Sahara's face upon opening hers was a beautiful moment of just sheer delight. Veronica gave her the most beautiful ballet costume and necklace and clip-on(yay, I can hold out a little longer on Sahara's insistence on having holes put in herself just like Nikki!) earrings. Almost a week later and I'm still having difficulties coaxing her into any other outfit. It took a couple of days, but Sahara is finally calling her Veronica instead of Shanty(her other American).
Sahara and her lovely V-grrl.



Sahara attacking me and the camera. Sigh.

Sahara made me a necklace out of small pink and blue painted pasta pieces for mothers day a couple of weeks ago. "How sweet" you may be thinking, but it is regulary confiscated if I annoy her, or if she decides she loves someone a little bit more. Veronica has been in possession of it a bit this week, and Sahara told me at the dinner table tonight she did actually love Veronica more than me. Fair enough I suppose. It is a lovely dress.