I made a mess of my kitchen while trying to pack it up, and I made poor Stella cry when I threw out the Easter eggs she'd dyed. "It wasn't really the eggs, things are just getting overwhelming,' she said. (I still get shocked by her acute self-awareness, and by her ability to articulate it.)
The day concluded with the the making of two buttonholes for my new little friend Evelyn's dress. Buttonholes are intimidating - it's taken me weeks to summons the courage and stop the procrastination. The rest of the dress was done six weeks ago!
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