Wednesday, March 15, 2006
The window seat
Is not usually available. This trunk is where all of her stuffed animals are piled. I sit in the glider beside the window. Today she handed me every single toy, one by one, until the pile was high in my lap. Then she navigated the moving glider stool to climb onto the trunk and look out the window. She was pretty pleased with herself.

Written at 8:19 PM by Highlandgal.
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