I quite love that everywhere I turn in the house and in the yard, there's evidence of a visiting 5-year old. But I won't pretend that this little girl isn't a big distraction from the impending Rentrée. We're driving her parents (who visited for the weekend, but have to work during the week) to the ferry around noon and dropping Little Girl off at her afternoon activity at which point I'll head into the office and try to cross a plethora of administrative details off my list. I'm getting the usual before-term butterflies. . . .
But I have something for tomorrow's post, a Reveal of one of my Back-to-School acquisitions and a Question about how you might style the item in question. Or whether you'd consider wearing it at all, the item being rather on the Currently Trending side. . . .
Meanwhile, having seen a Loved One faint this weekend, helping guide that Fainter gently to the sidewalk and wait for that person to recover, I'm reminded of this post which perhaps some newer readers haven't read. . . . life is so precious. . . .and borrowed . . .
Editied to add: This weekend's Fainter is fine. Meal had been delayed too long, probably, and a long cycle before our meeting probably contributed. The next day was spent taking it easy. . . .