Archive for August 2010

    E's room......

    Sunday 15 August 2010

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    <p style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://runningonnttime.typepad.com/.a/6a00d834ec580769e20133f3100d5a970b-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, &#39;_blank&#39;, &#39;width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0&#39; ); return false" style="display: inline;"><img alt="IMG_8118" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d834ec580769e20133f3100d5a970b " src="http://runningonnttime.typepad.com/.a/6a00d834ec580769e20133f3100d5a970b-500wi" title="IMG_8118" /></a>&#0160;<a href="http://runningonnttime.typepad.com/.a/6a00d834ec580769e20133f3100d5a970b-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, &#39;_blank&#39;, &#39;width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0&#39; ); return false" style="display: inline;"><br /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;">&#0160;&#0160;<a href="http://runningonnttime.typepad.com/.a/6a00d834ec580769e20134863388f7970c-popup" onclick="window.open( this.href, &#39;_blank&#39;, &#39;width=640,height=480,scrollbars=no,resizable=no,toolbar=no,directories=no,location=no,menubar=no,status=no,left=0,top=0&#39; ); return false" style="display: inline;"><img alt="IMG_8125" class="asset asset-image at-xid-6a00d834ec580769e20134863388f7970c " src="http://runningonnttime.typepad.com/.a/6a00d834ec580769e20134863388f7970c-500wi" title="IMG_8125" /></a>&#0160;</p><p style="text-align: left;">The crusty looking pillow on the bed is about a million years old..... it was once mine before she stole it but she just loves it....</p><p style="text-align: left;">The massive puppy dog was one of her fathers over-sided gifts (we got a few of them) right after he left... &#0160;&#0160;</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">The blanket was made by grandma.... I took one of her doonahs .... she had two, so she needed a bazillion blankets to replace it, I on the other hand needed the doonah for A&#39;s friend who was sleeping over.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">The car - she made at school.... L for me, an A for her and one for her sister. The 8 is because she is 8, 3 for her birthday and the 4 I can&#39;t remember.....</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">The snail.... is part of a painting set we got from the market.... she loves them... usually though I end up throwing them out but this one she put on her wall.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">The orange and blue boxes have plasticine things in it that she made at school, she loves her teacher.... (who I might add is awesome - we could not have asked for a better one) despite the fact that she misses her friends.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">The picture above her bed is one of those sand art things.... which she also loves. She also loves water bottles by her bed - they are a permanent fixture and Fairy books which she can now read.</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">One day I am going to finish that barbie house....</p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;">Oh and her room is on the second story... it overlooks the park and the backyard.</p>