True friendship transcends time and space

You may have recently read on Kayt's blog that Millie has an imaginary friend named Soren. Tony and Millie started pretending that a friend of hers was also in the back of the car with them when we drive Tony to work, and Millie said it was Soren. Now she takes great pleasure in telling Soren to sit down, buckle up, etc.

When we were in Arizona, Tony and Millie went for a walk and while he was taking pictures of her, she requested a picture of Soren as well. Here are a couple of photos from that morning:

Millie



Soren

Easy Rider

Early birthday presents seem to be the trend this year. Millie's Saba couldn't wait until her birthday to give her a new bike. So here she is on her first outing.

Spring Break 2009

Bye bye snow.


In the pool within an hour of landing.


Explaining that we were just in an "Ayepane, up in the sky."


Showing "Gamma" her travel etch-a-sketch.


I'm ready!


You can take the girl out of the city...


So excited to go on the "choo choo twain." This was at a train-themed park and we got to go around in a tiny train and look at mountains and wide open spaces. This is what Zach would consider heaven, I believe.


Speaking of Zach, a little boy named Francesco (yes, really) gave Millie a flower, which confused her a little. She just took it, turned on her heels, and walked away. Here she is handing it to daddy as if to say, here, I don't know what I'm supposed to do with this thing. So Zach, a word of advice: you are better off getting her chocolate. "Mo shocolate peezzz."


All that sight seeing makes for one tired little girl.


Millie, meet pointy cactus thingie. Pointy cactus thingie, meet Millie.


I love this picture. The joy in her face is priceless, and all we had to do was let her play outside in a puddle.


Rockin' out with "Gappa" to one of those ubiquitous Peruvian flute bands in Old Town Scottsdale.


Blowing bubbles with daddy. Don't let the sweatshirt fool you, it was still 40 degrees warmer there.


Millie loved all the horse statues around Old Town. "I see one mo horsey!" She would belt out as loud as possible when we took the trolly around town. I am sure all the other Mid-Westerners on the trolly appreciated the play-by-play.


And finally, on the plane home she sat on the floor at daddy's feet and enjoyed a Winnie the Pooh movie on my iPhone. Gotta love technology.