Someday we will manage to convince our fair Banana that bathtime is not end times.
Today was not the day.
Someday we will manage to convince our fair Banana that bathtime is not end times.
Today was not the day.
Expanding vocabulary is so delightful. Tiny little sentences, things called by the wrong noun...
Like my glasses case isn’t actually a bed, but... I mean...kinda. My glasses sleep there at night.
Delightful.
Banana seems to think that all dogs are called Bertie. Or possibly that the species is called Bertie. Either way, she gets very excited when she spots a Bertie.
Meanwhile Chinchilla says (according to his iPad), mountains aren’t real. So probably we’ll have to check out some of those when we crawl out from this rock we’ve been hiding under.
Banana was feeling left out when the big kids were playing with Lego at the big table, so we let her sit in her booster seat to colour.
For a glorious while, they played nicely and quietly together and we sat in the next room and did our own thing. YEEEES. This is our sometimes future! It means books during the DAY.
Maybe I shouldn’t be laughing at all the people packing their bags for the coming POGGalanche.... but I am.