Well, okay. Farm people wake up early. Ed and I wake up early. Join the party!
But breakfast first! You've eaten your main grub, but you can certainly munch on a kale/apple/spinach cracker while we eat. Happy? Yes, I can see you are.
It's cool outside, but we must go out anyway. There is something special in sitting in un-mowed grass. Birds, Snowdrop -- you're listening to the songs of birds.
The farmhouse feels so warm and cozy afterwards. The sun comes into your play space -- so pretty! But I can see that you can't stay put for long. You're definitely in an exploring mood. Stand up and get going. But first, a moment of rapture: those circles on the chair! Wow!
Nap, eat, play -- it's always a little different here at the farmhouse, but your routines don't vary greatly. And that's a good thing, I think.
Late afternoon. Hey, little one, it's time to head home. Good bye grandpa Ed! (Ed, she likes being held upright. Why do I bother saying these things: the two of them always figure out on their own how to chill together.)
I have a few more minutes with you, little girl... Should we walk your home neighborhood? It's windy!
But you don't mind, do you? You've always been remarkably brave in the cold.
And now it's time for me to leave you to your parents. I hope I hand you over in good spirits -- a little calmer, wiser, older. Yes, no doubt -- you're all that, Snowdrop!