Anna came home from Fall Fun Day at preschool and her ballet class that followed, and went to sleep like a cat on the laundry stacks.
Anna picks her clothes out. She has very specific reasons for why things match, and I can't argue with her logic. And really, it is much easier at 7 AM to just go with it than to try and change her to something that I think matches. Matching is all a matter of perception, anyways.
Anna on the hay, three years old.
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