The party began to wined down, and Bella,
well, let's just say all that orange icing was kicking in.
I honestly thought she might begin a chant of some kind at this point, my little posing cheerleader.
Bella was even brave enough to walk with the balloons in hand.
Bella had been spying her Great Mammaw much of the night,
and finally managed some cuddle time.
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