Been playing with proportions. . .
Taking a handful of Zoee Bug. . .
. . .and turning her into an armful.
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Summer break is coming to a close, and Autumn is starting to show itself in the form of cool breezes and morning fog. Boy Kid will be heading back to school next week. But then he's pretty much been at school for the past 3 weeks in the form of Band Camp. 9+ hours a day of drumming. Then he comes home and drums some more. Tap-tap-tappity!! I've been there too for the past few days, helping to fit all the band kids for their uniforms. Several of the boys look like they stepped right out of a Norman Rockwell painting, all knees and elbows.
I always loved back-to-school time when I was a kid! I still get all happy around fresh new school supplies, picking out the perfect pencils and folders and such. College Girl was the same way. Boy Kid, not so much. He sort of just fills the requirements in the shortest possible amount of time. This is what shopping with him goes like. . .
Me: "Really? Pink sparkly pencils?"
Him: *shrug* "They're pencils. I don't care."