Some we don't have photos of: making blueberry muffins, playdough adventures, tricycling to the park, Thomas making pear-filled crepes last night for Estelle. Others, we do:
Discovering that under the desk is a fun place to hide:
Trying own Halloween costumes and pretending to sting your parents:
Building a fort using most of the furniture and blankets we own:
Showing your doll-baby your new fort:
Making oatmeal butterscotch cookies with lots of old photos of Cousin Wayne hovering above:
Waiting patiently in favorite new desk-hideaway for cookies to be ready to eat
C is for Cookie
Bolstered by butterscotch sugar highs, off we went to Parc Vigier. In passing by the port, I noticed this one little fisherman boat with the massive cruise boat as a backdrop:
And who do we run into at the Parc (not our usual haunt park, either!) but Ines and her Dad. These girls were happy to see each other. They shared a springy-thingy and managed not to kill themselves.
First Estelle in front
Then they had to switch
Then they wanted to pick all the flowers
Then they walked/skipped/jumped/hollered their way back to our neighborhood together, much to the calamity of the parents hollering behind.
