So it was very pleasant to spend a day at home where there is not really anything that she can damage or hurt herself with. I decided to do only the bare minimum of domestic drudgery and we spent the day in a kind of parallel play. I read while she banged pots & pans in the scullery. She unpacked & repacked toys & oddments while I cut & prepared sewing. I tried on sewing projects & she pulled all the shoes out of the wardrobe. She dressed herself in daddy's hat & (clean)undies while I pinned & snipped.
And we took some photos of Graces favorite activity, looking out at the garden through the cat door. Our house is very old fashioned & there are no floor to ceiling windows, so unless someone holds her up to a window Grace can only see the sky. So she looks out the cat door.
Sometimes she looks out the cat door & cries, especially if I've gone to the (outside) toilet or I'm hanging washing & it's too damp for her to play on the grass. Most of the time it seems to be a happy experience. So today, I asked myself what does she see? I got down on the floor & took a look.
It's a bit of a bleak look up the garden path at the moment which is a pity because really there's quite a lot happening in the garden.
There's coloured leaves..
I took these photos while Grace was having her morning nap & felt quite cheered. Hopefully I'll get some time in the garden this weekend. This afternoon after the damp had cleared a bit, I took Grace for a garden tour & we played with the wind chimes. Then she had a shuffle up & down the path & over the grass. She got quite muddy but I think it would be a pity if all she saw of the garden was the view through the cat door.