We wonder if she is a budding fashionista. At the park and when we are out, she loves pushing mom and dad away so that we don’t walk too close. Then she walks ahead, turns around to wave and grin widely, before turning back around to take more steps. Is this a budding independent steak? I don’t know which it’s scarier, budding fashionista or independence.
Hazel had a poetry assignment for school. They had to create a book with a certain number of different styles of poems, including haikus, cinquain, diamante, ballads, ode, and elegy.
We did Tuesday tacos, and Margot was playing with my phone while we waited. She said she was trying to look mysterious.
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It had been quiet for awhile, so I went and checked on Margot. She was quietly making a mess peeling paper of crayons, one of her favorite hobbies.
