Over the weekend I thought: tomorrow I shall take pictures of our day! and then do a “day in the life” sort of post! that will be fun!
So I took pictures. But not of everything, because that would be the world’s longest post and we’d still be sitting here next Tuesday, reading and reading. (Or else we would scroll through the first two pictures and then give up and click away. One or the other.)
But taking a whole bunch of pictures is exhausting, so you got one tooth picture and that is all. I will do the rest Tuesday! I thought. And then: or Wednesday! I thought. And here it is almost THURSDAY, and if I keep writing it will be LATER STILL, so now I shall just throw up some pictures and you will be left to believe our days are exactly as weird as they look.
Some of us are super into identifying shells in a Shell Compendium. (Also in a field guide and a Shell Encyclopedia, but how many shell pictures do we really need here?)
Reading. Always reading. So much reading.
One sickly girl, playing dollhouse castle.
… until one toddler brother comes through the room a minute later. The castle has fallen, m’lady.
Plus woodworking. Because why WOULDN’T you give an eight-year-old a saw?
And give the five-year-old a drill, for good measure. (This drill is kid-powered, not electric, and is awesome.)
There was other stuff, some involving pencils, and lunch, and my friend Heather dropping off a bag full of doilies from the thrift store. I AM SURE YOU CAN IMAGINE. THE END.
This week’s Six Word Fridays topic was suggested by Sasha: BARE. Bare yard? Barely hanging on? Bare your soul for us, in six words, this Friday.
