It’s like capturing a moment in time. Eight and a half. You played with beads and doll house. You loved reading Moomin and Yotsuba. You did homeschool work at your desk. In this room you listened to audio books. You wanted to join the Melendy’s and the Penderwick’s. In this bed you slept and grew. In these four walls your life carried on though the outside world seemed to lose its balance, fighting a world pandemic and civil rights movement. We talked about these topics of course, but in your room, in your imagination, you dreamed of a more just and safe world for us all.
Emma brought her first ever calico critter travel dollhouse out to the balcony this morning. Again she is proving to be the most creative with space. She began her story with the Little House characters moving house and then sets up each detail. She brought along more characters to add to the fun. This will continue for some time so math is on hold. Play comes first. She will only be young once and we are in a pandemic. It’s good to have these priorities in place.
We received word that the summer concerts in the park have been cancelled. I knew it was coming but still breaks my heart.
Otherwise we are enjoying ourselves best we can. Lunch on the balcony helps.