Hello! Caroline here! Mommy thought that it was just to pretty to stay inside today, so I put on some springy clothes, and out we went! Caroline is pink.
Aren’t these pink and white flowers pretty? Granddad (Loren’s dad) LOVES gardening. Mommy says I got my love of nature from him.
More flowers Granddad planted. Oh, they smell soooo good!
These flowers are the same color as my dress! Anyway, they are just BEAUTIFUL!
Pretty girl. 🙂
Hey! Who needs shoes in spring? Not me!
Ah, much better.
Little blue flowers!
I just like this pic.
Awww, sweet little girl.
Just smelling the flowers.
It looks like she is daydreaming, doesn’t it?
Whoa, it is hot out here! Glad I choose sleeveless. 🙂
Shade, much better.
Just standing in a bush. 😉
And this is where the adventure begins!
Please forget about the color code now.
As Caroline was walking outside on a beautiful day, she wondered farther then she had intended. As she approached the meadow, she saw some pretty flowers in it. Caroline pushed the tall grasses out of the way.
She kept walking until she entered the open space where the white flowers were. “Oh! So pretty….” She murmured.
There was an old trail through the meadow and Caroline followed it. Some little blue flowers were growing in the trail. She stepped around them.
She pushed the grasses aside to reveal the clearer part of the trail. Flowers were growing everywhere.
Standing near clumps of blue and purple flowers, Caroline exclaimed “It is so pretty here!”
After a while of ooohhing and ahhhing, she sat down in the grass and sighed. “I’m kinda tired, I think I’ll just take a little nap,” she thought.
She found a patch of grass that was somewhat shaded from the sun, and quickly fell asleep. But that little nap turned into a long one, a four hour nap.
Four hours later, Caroline woke up, stretched, and yawned.
“Oh no! I napped WAY to long! I need to go back home. Mommy will be wondering where I am!
“But, which way do I go?”
“Or that way?”
Caroline choose “that way” and started down the trail.
After awhile of running frantically around, desperately trying to find her way out of the immense meadow, she stopped in her tracks and exclaimed “I’m lost!” Caroline started sobbing.
The path was sooooooo loooooong.
One end of the trial went right up to the path to her house, but Caroline, blinded by her tears, did not see this.
Caroline dashed across the path and fell, face first, into a clump of purple flowers.
She got up and kept running.
Only to fall again.
She got up. Again.
Then she sat down and cried.
Caroline wondered farther into the meadow, hoping to find her way out. But when she couldn’t, she sat down and cried, cried, cried. And for a looooong time.
And then , she heard a noise. “What was t-that?” she wondered.
Caroline got up and started walking toward the sound.
Caroline parted the grasses to reveal…
A little birdie!
“Hello, little bird,” Caroline whispered. When the bird started to move it’s wings, Caroline knew it was going to fly away. “Oh, please don’t go!” Caroline exclaimed. The bird stopped and looked at her. “Do you…..know how to get out of here?” Caroline asked. The bird cocked it’s head and chirped. “I…take that as a yes,” she gasped. “Birdie, show me the way!”
The bird flew across the trial.
“Wait!” Caroline yelled as she ran across the trail.
The bird hopped to another clump of grass. Caroline chased after it. “Little…bird…please wait,” she panted.
“Good, you stopped,” Caroline whispered as she stepped out onto a trail. She looked around and gasped. “I’ve been here before!” she exclaimed.
“What now?” Caroline asked, sinking into the grass. “I’m so tired, but I can’t go to sleep!”
“Chirp chirp!” the bird exclaimed, landing on Caroline’s finger. “Let us be off!” it was trying to say.
“Yes, you are right, sweet thing,” Caroline spoke as if she understood what the bird was saying “Let us be off.”
They finally reached the edge of the meadow. “Oh! No wonder that path looked familiar. This is where I entered the meadow!” Caroline though as she stepped onto nice, SHORT, grass.
“Thank you very, very much, bird. I hope our paths cross again. And soon. Thank you.” Caroline said. “Chirp!” the bird agreed. “Good bye!” Caroline turned and started back to her house.
“Wow. I’m beat,” Caroline thought as she paused to rest for a minute. “Mom will be wondering where I am. I need to keep going.” Caroline stood up, sighed, and pressed forward. “ I wouldn’t be surprised if she sent a search party out after me!”
She had made it back home. Home sweet home. Caroline took one step at a time. “Mom?” she said.
Caroline heard a familiar voice. “Caroline! You’re home! Come here, sweetie.”
And then I, Caroline’s mom, launched into the “Never Do That Again I Was So Worried” speech.
After I had finished,
“Honey, I was scared for you,” I said in a whisper.
“I’m sorry, Mom. I didn’t mean to be gone so long. I got lost. But I’m here now, and that’s what matters.”
“I love you,” I said.
“I love you to.”
I LOVE foot shots of dolls. I took one during this photo shoot.
Can you guess what scene this pic is from?
Or Number 3
Tell me in the comments!