
Madison is suddenly on a Barbie kick, which is fine by me, although I will probably not indulge this hobby as much as I did the Polly's. One can only have too many play houses. And miniature shoes.

Trinity dug out some sort of activity book, and with a pair of scissors and markers, invented her own new game. However, she only allowed Gumby to play with her. Initially I was offended until I remembered Gumby had spent a long day misplaced with Mr. Garlic Powder and Ms. Basil. So I let it slide.
When it comes down to it, I don't care what they are doing, or how big a mess they are making, as long as they are here and safe. And not bleeding.
Shelly
'Cause I'm outta band-aids
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