Sarah received a new fuzzy and warm scarf from her Nonny yesterday. She wore it on her head for a couple of hours, around her neck, as a sash around her waist, as a sling for a pretend broken arm and when I heard a crash from her room I knew. I just knew. She had tied it to her loft bed and tried swinging with it. When one considers the endless possibilities of scarf use, I guess I really can't blame her.
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