With Grandma Clark's help, I was able to make some dress up skirts for Mallory last week. She doesn't think a skirt is cool unless it flies up when she twirls. Yes, I get vicarious pleasure out of making her dress-up clothes. That's something I never fully grew out of.
Victoria, Mallory is excited for you to teach her some real ballet moves and she wants Savannah to show her how to put on makeup when you come visit us.
Last but not least, our furry friend, the puss caterpillar finally came out of his cacoon. We thought he didn't make it because it looked all shriveled and it's been a few months. Mallory was in deep amazement that it actually worked, and was reluctant to let him go. Honestly, I felt like I should have secretly squished him to keep him from reproducing more noxious pests. But that would have been silly after harboring him all winter, and I'm also a sucker for living things.
Plus, I heard that sighting the adult version of this little guy is rare so I felt pretty cool. I included a before picture. I don't think he changed much, but I'm sure the moth chics will find him attractive. Oh, and in case anyone is wondering, yes, I'm a nerd.


