34/52 Spring is coming

Charlie thinks she's not toilet trained. But the toilet training seems a while back and she seems like an independent kid for the most part.

It's her imagination that's great this past week. The puggle under the carpet. The cat hiding in her tent. Making up stories about going on a holiday.

Train ride to Wangaratta, using the quiet/busy book.

Bike ride after dinner, light on helmet. Even in the dark, after fifteen minutes of riding, she remembers this was the bit of footpath that we saw some discarded rosemary stalks a few weeks ago.

She didn't nap for us on the weekend, but back at childcare it's at least a solid hour. After the train rides home, straight to her table to pick up her new scissors and start cutting. So much concentration.