Sometime in the fall, Clint and I were watching a trailer for a TV show. (It was very late and we were very tired, so we never caught the name. Never saw the show.) There was a funny scene with a horribly done painting. Clint and I laughed at it and paused the preview because Emily had knocked on our door. We pointed out the picture to her and laughed and talked about it a bit. Well, that child reproduced it and gave it to Clint and me for Christmas! 😃
We named her Aunt Bridgette and she is prominently displayed in our den so people can see her when they visit. 😃
