After eggs and toast in the community kitchen, we were at a local play ground basically shortly after the sun was up. It was chilly, but we did not know what else to do.
At 10 am we met with Violet again. She sure does like Paul, but plopped herself right in my lap as soon as I pulled out a container of bubbles. Lots more sliding, drum drumming and kitchen play followed. And ps. This child has somehow inherited Aunt Holly's and Aunt Megan feet's. :)