Farting My ABCs: Chapter 11
In which my attempt to get a view of the creek in the frame ends in blood and screaming (but can you see that little bit of brown sludge between Louisette’s rainbow dress and the bridge, behind the reeds and below the bushes? Totally worth it).
Anyway.
I am still attempting to lure Zipper into the hammock with me, and she continues to dance back and forth without getting up the courage to try it. However, she cheerfully jumped onto the trampoline with me (I was luring TJ inside as he clearly needed to burn some energy) yesterday, so perhaps there’s still hope.
She looks like she’s rolling her eyes here, doesn’t she?
We’ve been moving around some furniture in order to accommodate a desk in the master bedroom (so I can still lie down while supervising home schooling) so Zipper’s precious box is now somewhat elevated. She doesn’t seem to mind at all, and still spends much of her day there.
Moving furniture is SO exciting by the way. Try it at home today!
Art of the day: Have I mentioned Pamela Freeman’s Princess Bethony books yet? They’re great.
Felicity Banks 
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