It's no surprise that Dorothy loves Curious George so much. She is very much like him. Adorable. Curious. Stinky sometimes. Although George is likely always stinky. I remember when a monkey sat on my shoulder and head on the beach outside our honeymoon resort in Mexico. That monkey smelled fucking horrible. My monkey smells like cake and peanut butter most of the time.
She took a walk with me today, and it was amazing to exercise in the sunshine. She rode in the stroller for an hour but hopped out a block and a half away from home because she wanted to "help help push push" And yes, yes that is a Frozen nightgown that she needs to wear over her clothes at all times.
I spent a peasant hour in the first grade today doing an art project for the upcoming school carnival. I had to take pictures of all the kids, and here's Jack with his patented lipless smile: