space

Libby just piled all her toys onto the rug in the playroom and dubbed it her spaceship. She and her baby sat up front and drove. She just came out and announced that she and her baby had to turn the spaceship around and come back because they ran into a witch in space. The witch told her she was going to find her, and Libby said "I live far away in Connecticut, you will never find me witch!" and turned the space ship back. Notice the witch's hat just off the rug in this picture--she was approaching at the time it was taken.




Makenzie and Max are both enjoying a rest--no space venture for them. (And yes, my dog is sleeping with a Christmas blanket at the end of February. It's his blankie, he's attached.)