The historian, my husband had a scheduled lecture in Exeter last weekend and little T and I tagged along. While he was working, we went to the museum (I’m saving that for another post), did some shopping – she bought a pink little handbag, a plaid cap and a helium balloon shaped cat which she aptly called Pinky. By the time we were done with our little errands, the rain stopped and the sun was out. Little T decided that it was time to have fun with Pinky at the park.
Of course, she’s a pink cat, why on earth would little T name her Pinky?
C’mon Cotton Bottom, let’s have fun with Pinky! Btw, Cotton Bottom is her most favourite dolly in the world. She’s bald and naked. Little T prefers her that way. I have no idea where Cotton Bottom’s clothes are and no, I also don’t have a single clue where she got that name from.
At first, she wasn’t so sure where she wanted to go. She just stood there with her little helium balloon hovering above her.
Then she was off! Doing her usual thing – running around like a little loony.
And only stopped to pick up some flowers for her Dada which she put in her very pink hand bag for safe-keeping. Then the rain clouds came back and it was time to meet up and head home back to our sleepy-seaside village in the country.
This post is linked-up with Coombe Mill’s #CountryKids.
Hope everyone is having a lovely weekend!