Places to Go, Things to Do

Normally, I shower and get dressed and ready in our bathroom with Winter happily playing on the bathmat with her assortment of toys, or, even better to her...my toiletry bag and all its mysterious treasures inside. I peek at her every few minutes and talk to her, and it is easy and cozy. Today, instead of sitting and playing and singing to herself, she looked up at me, then scooted over to the bathroom door, opened it, and headed down the hall.

I think our hands just got a lot fuller.