Kiera loves the day that I mop the kitchen because all the chairs get moved out in a row. She decided a long time ago this is her train and all of her stuff animals go for a ride. Sometimes they are her class, sometimes she is the mama and they are her kids. There are stories that go along with her playing but I can't remember them. I should write them down next time.
(please excuse the severely grainy craptastic photos)
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