Earlier this week, Violet came home from Grandma's with these:
And a frog "tattoo" on her arm. She's thrilled by both.
But I don't know what's up with those feet. She keeps sending them to time out. Sometimes we don't know why. Sometimes it's because they are on the table when we are eating. Because of course, it's all the fault of the feet, not the brain controlling them.
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