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Here are a few photos from McKenna's most recent trip to Pennsylvania.
She claimed to be coming up for Grandpa Mickey's chicken, but we think that was an excuse to see her favorite auntie and uncle.
She brings a lot of light - a constant light - into a room. We miss her already and she just went home yesterday.

There's always lots of fun toys to keep McKenna busy, but one of the most common refrains, along with "need"ing ice herself or for the dog,  is "where's grammy?" Heaven forbid my poor mother leave McKenna's sight. It's reeeeeally rough on grammy.

She's also got poppy wrapped around her little finger, though he'll probably claim he doesn't spoil her as much as grammy does. It's not like he designed and built her a slide and swing or anything. Or basically installed outside speakers in time for her visit so she could sit on the porch swing and rock out to Adele...

 It's a good thing McKenna likes to clean so much...

Because she's also very, very good at making a mess. I think she gets that from me.

She's growing so fast.
She can put on her shoes herself.

And I saw her step them off with her feet and barely slow down, which was adorable. Impressive, too, because those little shoes are tricky.

Climbing the slide is no problem. Though she still insists on a hand to come down it.

But that slide was clean.