This afternoon, after we got back from an outing to the store (because Margaret gets really bored with staying home all day with just Leo and I, so sometimes we take her out to see life at its most brutal – the grocery store on Saturday afternoon) Leo and Margaret decided to survey the construction on the house next to us.
It’s not very impressive, actually.
They then decided to come in, because it’s cold.
Margaret enjoyed her ride on Daddy’s shoulders.
She urged him to gallop by twisting her fingers in his mane.*
But then she remembered somewhat shyly that one isn’t really meant to tear one’s daddy’s hair out by the roots.
*This is, if you’re interested, a particularly amusing locution, because Margaret is using Leo as a horse, which has a mane, and his name means lion, which also has a mane. We’re very clever at our house.
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