The Littlest Princess....

 Curlygirl has had a busy life in the past couple of years. Squeaker is getting older and more independent, so of course, finding a lovely new man and starting a second family just makes sense, right?  I mean, I didn't find the new man until AFTER I started the second family, but everybody has their own way of doing things LOL.  

One of the Princess's goals for this visit was to spend some time with the Littlest Princess, so we decided that a walk on fairly level ground was in order. 

Nothing to look at here. Unless you want adorableness, that is.

We walked a total of 6 miles. The Primary Princess's knee had had it with all the stairs from previoius walks. The Littlest Princess did a solid mile. I love how her brother looks at her.

When your little legs just won't do it anymore....

The Princess NEVER would keep a bow on her head. I don't know how Curlygirl manages to keep this up.

For those of you trying to count grandkids, just give it up. The Littlest Princess came with a free bonus Prince. He is Love on Legs.

Seriously...that bow.

The group just kept mixing. The nice thing about a long walk is that everybody gets to talk to everybody at some point.  At the far end of the trail, those who were so inclined practiced their cartwheels, forward rolls and other monkeyshines in the (very) wet grass, somehow finding this a restful break from the walk.

At the other end, the playground was the inspiration for surviving the return journey.

Sisters.

And babies.

Not really sure about this.....

You have to love a mom who is raising kids to enjoy a 6 mile walk with grownups for no more than the joy of spending time with them. There was no whining or complaining, no lollygagging or ill-mannered behaviour of any kind.  Curlygirl is doing a fine job in a difficult time, for sure.

DeeDee