We spent countless hours doing doll crafts involving hot glue. We also made up songs about Marty (who likes hanging around when we're on the porch). I would sing a line, and Sarah would rhyme the next one. I sang, "Marty has soft fur behind her ears" and I thought Sarah sang, "It's softer than fluffy tears." I said I'd never heard of fluffy tears, and she said, "Not fluffy tears. Fluffeteers. Like puppeteers."
I let her torture the poor patient cats by putting hairbows on their ears.
Sarah, Marty, and I had a picnic in the back yard.
Mike and I took her to McDonald's for dinner.
McDonald's playland
Chicken nugget smile
When Mike took a call for work, Sarah used his head as a plate.
She did some gymnastics at DQ.
I think she had a happy day.
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