Tried to go to the flea market this morning but it was cold and threatening to rain. Came home and cleaned half the kitchen - made Esme a pair of shorts.. lots more to do in the house. Go make a pot of coffee and see what comes next.
Esme is scribbling on her easel. She was a brat at the flea market screaming whenever we had to leave some animal cages and because she couldn't get a ride in somebody's pull-cart they had brought to put things in etc... Since we've been home she has been pretty good, eating soup with a spoon, watching some Shaun and getting her own crayon box while I'm sewing.
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