Sarah plays with rocks

Sarah asked me to take a picture of her rocks.   She informed me they were from the beach trip she had taken with Dad, Oma and Opa, Aunt Cyndia and Cousin Amelie.

She carried them in her Dora the Explorer Canteen while we went for a walk with Cooper.

Which lasted all of two blocks before she tripped and fell, scuffing her hand and knee and crying as if it was a horrible tragedy.

Because when you are five, tripping and scuffing your hands and knees are a horrible tragedy.  Tragedies that require medicene and bandages! and kisses.  and the bandages are preferably a theme of some sort.  this time it was “zoo animals” bandages.  which makes it all better, of course.

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