Cake for Lummi

Meryl made a pretend cake for Lummi tonight, with exactly seven sprinkles. All Lummi was thinking was, “can we get the show on the road here?”

Art

Meryl practiced drawing her hair (using a mirror as a guide) and painting layered colors like Mark Rothko (my projection)…and Grandpa took her lead and drew Meryl riding a bike! 

High chair

Holmes found himself in my high chair. I thought, for a moment, that we should eat in the dining room more often. And then the moment passed:)