StellaJo

My hair

Lining up jams

Running at Mama’s favorite Santa Barbara breakfast place

The final touches of my wreath

I am the sharpest (bubble) shooter of the West

No-no, says my left index finger

I said: NO

Look now, you turned me into a roaring monster

Sitting up

Twirl-ready

Listening to the ketubah ceremony

Crashed

Bundled

More shooting to do with Daddy

Can I shoot a freshly married mand?

Bubbles, bubbles, everywhere

Running on the beach

Higher, Mama, higher!

Dancing with a new friend

Parasoling

Enjoying the view of the beach

Dancing the hora

Congratulating the newlyweds

Getting tired

Finally, they are cutting the cake