Making wordless books with Nanny.
Showing her book to Papa.
Eleanor learned about tracing paper today. It was a hit!
Proud of her Angelina Ballerina tracing.
Just up from a nap (Can you tell?) and about to go paint in Claire's room.
We left a section of wall just for her.
Hard at work.
We went to go have dinner with Daddy at the hospital. In the parking garage, we were told our van was on fire. We got out and Papa pulled the fire alarm. This is what Claire and Eleanor thought of that.
About 30 min later, this is what the van looked like. The fire was put out by Papa shortly before the firemen arrived. We had about 8 firemen, 2 Boston policemen, 3 Longwood Medical security guys, 2 fire trucks (and a partridge in a pear tree). Nanny and the girls redirected cars trying to come in the garage. Over in the hosptial, Erik heard "Code Red, Parking Garage, Second Floor." Only later did he realize "The Code Red is my family!"
Here is our attempt at a dinner together.
Van gets towed away.
Bussin' it home.
Claire loving the bus ride home. She was this smiley the whole way. (On the way to the hospital we passed a train and a bus and she asked "When can we ride it, Mama?" Little did we know.)
Eleanor had seemed to not feel well and complained of her ear hurting. From fire extinguisher to otoscope, all in a day for Papa.
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