Sigh of happiness. I took Wesley and Piper to the Children’s Museum this afternoon. It was empty. (And I adore the new camping exhibit they have! I would have played if I hadn’t brought 3 articles to read for my homework.)
Piper’s hair is an easy way for me to find her, no matter the disguise.
The ride home at 5—the roads have never been so untraveled. Thanks, Seahawks, for a wonderful, quiet afternoon!