Is it a bird? Is it a plane? Nope, it's Sweet Cheeks! She looks like an exotic bug in those goggles.
When we went to Space Center Houston, she and Remy were the only ones willing to try out this high flying trapeze thingy. Need I remind you that she and Remy were two of the YOUNGEST cousins? They're brave little buggers...or just daredevils in the making.
That's her in the light green up there about to swing...
Go, Sweet Cheeks!! (again, not the best pictures, sorry!)
While we were swimming, she would burst into tears, and I'd be very concerned...
Me: What's wrong, Sweet Cheeks?
The tears stop magically, as if they never were...
Sweet Cheeks: Nothing, Aunt Rhea, I'm just pretending so I can get the torpedo from Donny.
She swims off and I'm left staring in awe.
Yes, little girl panties...throwing them like they were grenades.
She's got style, I tell ya.
AND, Happy Birthday, K!
I love you guys!