When I got home from work today, M2 had pulled one of her little white socks over a Barbie doll. The head was way up in the toe part & the top part of the sock fell right below the knee, like some sort of sad sack dress. I say to her, “M2, you have a sock on your doll.” She shrieks as she runs off because she’s 4.5 & cannot for the life of her this evening sit/stand still for even a second, “It’s a muuummmmmmmyyyyyyy!”
Not entirely positive, but pretty sure that she & her sister & all their little friends were playing a game of zombie tag this weekend too. Fall is *definitely* in the air.
