I've said before Moe is my little bundle of creativity. During our week in Bali she wrote, lyrics and melody, to her own song. I go through weekly stacks of art. Stories are abundant. Paper products are everywhere. Duct tape, scotch tape, masking tape.... It never stops.
This evening Mom and Dad were led upstairs to go through her very own library. She had the play room lined with books, a checkout desk, return slips and all. We were instructed to pick out no more than 5 books at a time, "and if we needed help to find a certain book, she would be more than happy to find it for us".
Aunt Mary, this one is for you.
(And a couple extra I thought you would enjoy.)
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