Little Miss A.

I've known this little lady since she was a baby. My daddy used to tell her daddy that she reminded him of me when I was little. Obviously this is coming through as she grows up, and we both rock the denim rompers. She's probably the sweetest little girl I know. Well, I think her and her sister are tied.

Photos by Amanda.

Day Twelve.

Three gorgeous little ladies with dark, pretty hair.

I hope someday they come to me for advice, like I go to their Mama.

So Adventurous.

For once, summer isn't too terribly fucking lame.

Day Twelve.

I'm Not Your Toy.

Day eleven.

Day ten.

Day nine is a secret.

Day eight.

Dayyyys go by.

Day Seven.

Day Six.

Day Five.

Day Four.

Day 2.

365 All Over.

Day One.