"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Thursday, October 21, 2010

This morning Charlotte and I played "hide the lovey" where I stash her beloved fabric square somewhere obvious like under the couch pillow or my blanket. Then we both hold out our upturned palms asking, "where is it?" She laughs and retrieves it and takes a turn hiding the lovey herself.

1 comment:

Jess said...

So many great updates! (You're amazing--how do you remember everything?) I can't fit all my comments, so I'll have to call and catch up :)