Little Miss A. And Her Mr. Fix-It Man.

We are blessed to live on a street populated with adorable little girls.  Of course we contribute three of our own to that mix.  But then there is my Mr. B.  My lonesome little boy.  Alone amongst all the little girls.

But he has found a pal in Little Miss A.  She batted her long eyelashes at him, and he was hooked.

The two of them, B and A, go together like A and B in the ABC’s.  If one is around, the other is nearby.  They love to laugh together.

They love to play amongst the front porch posts.

When something goes wrong and something needs to be fixed, Little Miss A calls her Mr. Fix-It Man, my dear B.  He is happy to oblige.

While he fixes, Little Miss A stands by patiently and waits.

She had him at “hello.”