The first time I saw Little Ruthie (named after my mother -Yes Mom, that was totally necessary!) she tried to kick me. I think sometimes my Mom would like to kick me too, but that’s a different story. Something so cute and tiny and still so feisty!
Here are some moments from Ruthies’ first Christmas and her first basketball game. I made the funny comment about KU trying to recruit her…..at the time, I guess it wasn’t that good of a joke. Maybe no one got it. Ha Ha.
Ruthie turns one year old today. She is still feisty and still tries to bite me. The little* imp. I’m a bit surprised that none of my family and friends have remembered this very important date. I fully expected to be inundated with well wishes for Little Ruthie. I’m being sarcastic of course……(but really, how could they not remember my donkeys’ birthday…….)
Happy Birthday Ruthie!
*imp is being substituted for what I really say.