Barbie belongs to Daisy. (Quite possibly I have this reversed, and Daisy belongs to Barbie.) Barbie is officially my niece. I would do anything for her.
Daisy has raised her from Yeti-hood to adult hunter. I’m lucky to have been along for the soap opera. Many of our most hilarious adventures involve Barbie. She’s a drama magnet. She doesn’t DO anything to cause drama, it just loves her and hangs around.
The photos are in chronological age order.
And the photos of her belly? She’s in foal to Popeye K. Sob. Our baby is all grown up!
