Little Peach

Peaches remind me of babies, like how mine are covered in a nice carpet of blonde fuzz when they're born, even on their ears. Bea had a really grand time picking peaches until she spotted something on the ground and got stung by a giant stinging bug, the likes of which I've never seen before.
Her middle finger swelled up until her skin was very taut and when it stopped hurting her, she enjoyed opening and closing her hand because her finger felt different. She screamed for a while, but good thing there were plenty of ripe peaches everywhere because that was the only thing she would stop crying for. And there were good.

If you click on the photo you'll see her swollen finger.

Bea also got to pet pigmy goats and baby ducks after we picked peaches.  Bea loved the animals and the goats especially liked her designer dress with buttons all over it.  I was ripping their little mouths from her outfit so they wouldn't eat it as their afternoon snack.  Looks like she takes after her mom, picking up bugs and loving farm animals.  I love you little one!