While working in the kitchen I noticed Bella's bedroom rug out on the porch.
"Why is your rug outside?" I queried.
"You told me to." she responded with a slight smirk.
I realized I had asked her to put her rug "out" on her floor (instead of crumpled up in the corner). With a sigh I asked my daughter to please put her rug back in her room.
And she did, in a lovely, inventive way. It just isn't what I had in mind.
Speaking of elusive creativity, take a look at her art desk. Kind of amazing, isn't it? Mine looks quite similar so how can I fault her. It must help our creative vision.
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