Why spend money on toys when your child can play in the coolest "boat" on the planet for the same cost as diapers?
Last night after I put Kathryn to bed, I started to pick up some of her toys she had left out downstairs... This is what I found:
A perfectly set table of tea and grapes for two.
Pizza in a play wallet. Why do I never remember to pack a slice??
Her cup of milk in "her" frig. (Hopefully it was not from earlier in the week..)
Her purse on the pony. It makes sense..
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