It's too late for me to think of a good title

Every morning we have to wake Madeline up -- she's become an enthusiastic sleeper. Today, to honor Friday, we let her sleep in until about 7:30.

After daycare, though, she was her typical wild self.

As we get ready for our big move, Madeline encounters interesting things like my dear old friend Kitty (who remains hidden away most of the time, until she's repaired):

To keep Madeline occupied while Summer did some more packing in her room, she and I colored.  We started with crayons, but Madeline decided they weren't vibrant enough, picked them all up and returned them to their box ("Back!"), closed the box, put it on the shelf, and returned with markers instead.  That resulted in this:

... after which we spent some time washing her hands to get ready for bed.  Once she'd been pajamafied too, Madeline found another piece of moving-related jetsam -- her old car seat:

"Baby!" she said.  And then it was bedtime.