New discoveries

Oh hey, Mom.

 

It's me, Brynn.

 

Since it's been a while, I thought I'd come up with a new way to tell Neenee about my poop. Something subtle but firm. I *think* I nailed it.

 

With fresh diapers in our pants, we were able to settle back into our routine of Gogurts and magnet moving!

 

Ask me how much I missed the trains. Go on. Ask! So, I dumped out the tiny cars instead, and Dames was all, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!??" The Island of Sodor is sacred ground to this kid.

 

So, Neenee decided to pull out an old favorite she made for Elliott and Patrick years ago. I thought it was AMAZING.

 

See, she filled some old plastic veggie tray things with beans and rice 'n' stuff, and me and Dames played and moved and sorted that stuff for a good long time! It was awesome!

 

Spy my delicate grip here? See, I kept testing Neenee to see if she was REALLY paying attention because it all looked so good, and I just wanted to eat a FEW pieces... She always said, "no," though, 'cause she's supermean.

 

But I guess she redeemed herself when she got out our matching snack bowls and said we could take a cereal break instead. It's so fun to be reunited with Dames! That was a lonnnnnnnng break!