When we were on the beach down at Cox's Bazaar, we collected a few shells. The other day we washed them and set them out to dry.
Later in the day, we put them in a jar. The jar is meant to sit on Ellie's windowsill and to be looked at... at least that's what my intention was. Ellie loves picking the jar up and shaking it, and persuading her daddy to let her open it, leaving a trail of seashells throughout the house!
And more and more, my little one loves to dress up. She'll come into the room with a hat on, with a necklace on, with way-too-big shoes on, or with an orna on. This day it was her daddy's hat.
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