A very hard day that started with bambi tugging on my holey old night tee as I put the kettle on the stove and saying, "I have a vewy good Idea, mama!!"
"what is it?"
"we make our tea and coffee and take it to the roof for BREAKFAST!"
"oh! that is a good idea! why don't you go ask dad what he thinks!"
She runs to the bedroom and I hear her say, "Dada!!! We can put the tea and coffee in jars and bring it to the roof!" She actually worked out all the details and got the string bag and carried the blanket up in it.
But then there was no nap and it was so so hard and jesse sent me out with a plastic bag ("put it on a bench and sit somewhere") for gin and tonic ingredients. I sat on a rock by the river for a bit but it felt so dangerous. And I didn't want to take my book out cause I didn't know how to sanitize it properly when I got home. So I stole a bluebell from the garden bed behind the rock and walked home.
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