Two weeks ago, Grace disappeared to work on a project. Mary and I have given up guessing what a given project will be. She may make a story, a picture, a huge ball of tape. We were surprised when she walked out with papers stapled together looking very much like a kite.
We asked her what it was. She said it was a kite named Bessie. She asked me to help rig up a kite string, so she could fly her "indoor kite" (her words). We found some pink yarn. In order for it to fly, we taped it to a built-in cabinet.
You can see her working the kite in the breeze. It is at times like this that I wish I was
Rebecca Mudrick. I would love to see what she could get out of Grace on a day like today.
After Bessie joined the family, Grace worked up a couple of relatives for her. Below is a picture of Henry.
And this last one is Hannah.
Did I mention that she has an active imagination?
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