“I did it.”

These little purple Asics wield much influence in our house. When they are on, all is well, and spirited frolicking ensues. When I remind her that they are to be left at the door, she can’t seem to pick herself off the floor. 

Grandma thoughtfully sent a romper with a seaside print that very nearly mirrors the oil painting that I finished the day before Harry arrived. 

The colorful British clothing and toy company sent us a brand rep parcel today, and we tried on a few pieces under the sitting room skylight.

One consumes it while the other has moved on to digging and flinging and molding.  

Harry napped while Winnie put brush to paper. And walls, carpet, and clothing.