The day after her real birthday yesterday, but she is over on the other side of the pond and we are over here. Martta was just about as old as Caroline is here when we went to buy our little Fiesta in California.
While Neil and I were signing papers, the salesman reached out to the kids, "and what is your name little girl?"
Martta's response, "my name is Martta, but my daddy calls me babushka baby."
Yes, she got hugs all around!
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