tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953089775621115613.post8524457308903823911..comments2008-01-27T19:41:56.685+01:00Per Stromsjonoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953089775621115613.post-28658497877709917062008-01-27T19:41:00.000+01:002008-01-27T19:41:00.000+01:002008-01-27T19:41:00.000+01:00Yep, she's dressing her toy with a bit of assistance from the elder generation. A warm feeling, indeed. Glad you shared it!Per Stromsjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05524397187094481360noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953089775621115613.post-60493478933211502142008-01-26T21:44:00.000+01:002008-01-26T21:44:00.000+01:002008-01-26T21:44:00.000+01:00Is that what's happening in the background? Is the child dressing a toy? Sounds like any child/Mom/Dad conversation anywhere in the world. Gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling, Per. <BR/><BR/>And a nice shot, Peter. I thought this was going to be a sad story of no-longer loved Tigger.Meg in Nelsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01350447919000146804noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8953089775621115613.post-39231034290279823522007-08-29T23:10:00.000+02:002007-08-29T23:10:00.000+02:002007-08-29T23:10:00.000+02:00Irresistible shot! Thanks, Peter.Per Stromsjohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05524397187094481360noreply@blogger.com