Our sweeper, whom we affectionately named Smurfette, has been with us for many years, and while we've been through a lot together, Smurfette and I, nothing prepared us for the mess one tiny toddler tornado would create for us on a
But before retiring Miss Smurfette to that big dust cloud in the sky, Sweet Bean wanted a moment to say her goodbyes.
Overtaken by emotion and apparently the spirit of Annie Oakley, Gillian Grace coped with her first loss the best way she knew how---by mounting and riding Smurfette off into the sunset.
Now grab my button and link up. But make sure your picture doesn't suck, in honor of Smurfette, of course!
Happy Friday, y'all!