Harper was the only one to find anything at the garage sales we went to Friday. The little folding table was unfinished and she spent a long time painting it. Of course, it needed glitter, too.
Harper was ready to trample my petunias today to climb a Japanese maple so Papa steered her to a cedar tree instead. She was making me nervous going so high, not very safe climbing in a cast and a flip-flop.
Ava followed and was ready to go to the top but I had to stop her, no more injuries needed.
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