Here are some cute shots of my glama-girl. One of the times, I dressed her. The other times, she did it herself. I wish I could claim her sense of style. Last night at dinner Boston was waxing philosophical. "Let's see. Who is the littlest?" He looked all around the table until his eyes decided on Macy. "Who is the biggest?" He went with Mark on that one. Then he seemed to be struggling with his words a little, but I was delighted with what finally came out. "Who is the.....mediest?"