|74. Coltrane. Some mornings they knock and rearrange all the things in my room!|
Throw my mini elephant and crown in the trash can and eat
and rearrange stuff again.
|75. Summer heads straight to my live-view after this shot to see herself|
and maybe doubting if took a good shot.
|76. Summer ala Farrah.|
Pouting all by herself. No coaching needed.