Edda came home with a bunch of crafts today – a pink pig mask, a hat made from a bowl and construction paper and a horse made from Styrofoam cups. It’s so cute to have these little art projects in my house that are from Edda even though I know she didn’t really do most of it. I know that the teachers patiently take Edda’s hand and dip it into paint and smear it all around so that she’ll have a chance to touch the different textures and then they take the time to carefully cut out all the eyeholes and the teeth and do all the gluing and then carefully put it into bags for us to take home. It’s really sweet and I can’t believe I get so emotional over random pieces of kid art.
Edda slept so well this afternoon, I thought something was wrong with her. Usually she startles awake pretty easily, but she was asleep when it was time for therapy and I practically buckled her into her car seat asleep. But she’s her regular self now, so I guess she was just really tired. I even had a chance to take a picture, she looks like she did when she was an infant.
Vince made peanut butter and mustard sandwiches for dessert. He was very proud of them, but thankfully, he forgot to make us eat them. After he went to bed, we noticed that the bread was also moldy. Not the best dessert ever.