Tearing Down Walls {239}

Dear Miss Dinah,

At the city park this morning playing up by the performing arts stage. You also enjoyed drumming with a stick on the bleachers, and of course, running free.

 

Stopped by friends house for lunch. You were happily entertained by Ian and Amsie for hours. First thing Ian did when he saw you was ask, "Does she color?" He grabbed you a box of crayons and some paper. Then he ran upstairs and came back with handfuls of stuffed animals. Then, back upstairs to bring down blankets, at which point his mother kindly informed him that was enough :)

Upon arriving home, THESE were the expressions on our faces...

 

because THIS is what we saw...

bathroom...

...and closet...

...ripped...

...to shreds...

These are the very helpful boys who live upstairs by the way.

Would you believe that I put you down for a nap while they continued to work. I prayed you would get sleep. You fell RIGHT asleep. Thankfully!

 Playing outside in the jungly-back yard this afternoon.

 

Goodnight, demolition.

I love you,

Mamma <3