Gloves

With the exception of the freak October snowstorm, this fall continues to be unseasonably warm, and today is no exception. Although it's balmy enough that Madeleine is dressed in short sleeves, she did not let the warmth prohibit her from wearing her winter gloves around the house:




Of course, I'm not surprised by her odd pairing. After all, this is the child who, upon seeing our old baby bathtub that Ethan was planning to bring to the dump, felt the need to don Julia's winter hat and climb on in, singing "Row Row Row Your Boat":



Apparently she doesn't remember that every time we've actually ridden in a boat we've been in bathing suits and it has been summer.

At any rate, the gloves completed her outfit in perfect Madeleine style, although they were a bit of a hindrance when she tried to experience one of her "touch and feel" sensory board books:


I'm guessing that fuzzy orange pencil case felt a little bit like the inside of her gloves.

Speaking of books, Madeleine brought down a book from her room and asked me to read it. Not knowing the actual title, she took a pretty decent stab at what it might be called. "Mommy, read 'Beach Ball Time'?"

Julia was quick to correct her dunce of a sister. "It's called 'Dora Goes to the Beach," she sighed. Good thing I've got Julia to tell Madeleine how it is.


"Beach Ball Time," or, if you prefer, "Dora Goes to the Beach."