Or is it Colombianita? Whatever. I never claimed to speak Spanish.
Now that Eloise is older (I was going to say "bigger", but she's so tiny that that hardly seemed accurate), I decided it is high time to start documenting her in all the cute little outfits that our friends gave us in Bogota when she was born.
This little embroidered dress and Colombian doll were given to us by some of Peter's colleagues. I'm afraid that the doll's straw hat and sandals will not make it past Eloise second birthday... she's pretty rough. She's going to, literally, love them to pieces.
I love the dress. Since Eloise is so petite, I know she's going to wear it for years. As a long dress now, and later as a tunic.
As always, Andrew had to get his cute self in on the action. What a pair.