Mirthful

14 almost down, 6 (plus fragments of a 7th) to go. As usual I’m concurrently dreading and looking forward to finishing.

Out with the crib, in with the Big Girl Now bed. She was pleased. This is not bedtime.

My mission for the weekend is to get this cleared up so we can put in a “big bed” for the lass. Wish me luck.

I’m half-way through clearing, does it show?

I snapped this picture to record the odd colour of the sky, and then forgot to take more pictures that day, so this will have to do.

I picked the lass up early, and we stopped off at the playground before going in to make dinner. The lady was the lass’ minder last year and the other kid was her favourite partner in crime.

The lass dressing my hair.

The lass visited her grandparents and baked buns for Sunday’s “fastelavensboller”, and we invested in a soda machine, hoping to save a little money and reduce our carbon-footprint a little by making our own sparkling water rather than lugging it home from the store.

The lass with her aunt and oldest cousin, at the birthday party for her youngest cousin. The image is friends and family only, I’m afraid.

Home sick, and taking her afternoon nap in our bed (”sto-sen”).