On Saturday, Eliza made herself this "hut," as she likes to call it. Can you see the shadow of the book she's reading underneath the blanket?
She slept there that night.
She remodeled the hut the following day, and decided to turn our easel into a teepee. She slept in her hut that night too, but then decided it wasn't quite enough room for her to sleep comfortably, and has since returned to her actual bed. But the playroom is still a tent city, and the she loves to hide there when I'm looking for her.
Kisses to Eliza
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