|My daily bread.|
|The baker of my daily bread, here taking a break from baking|
to play with a dog in China.
|Three boys (now somewhat older) and their families.|
|The wearers of the goofy glasses.|
|A brand-new godmother.|
|My personal trainers.|
|My goddess of a hair stylist. She's worth a trip to Kansas City.|
As is her husband, who is also an excellent stylist.
Seriously—book an appointment now. You'll thank me.
|Pelicans. It's not the same without them.|
|The City of Light.|