Tomorrow is a special day for the school. We think it has something to do with yesterday’s Navy Day but the point is that Truce has to have white gloves and stockings for tomorrow.
Like most almost four year olds she doesn’t have any so we headed down to the Plan, which is a ghost town on Sundays except for the major department stores. They didn’t have any gloves but the street vendors always come through and Talluah found a pair. We also bought the ever important ¾ length puffer jackets for them both.
In preparation for winter we went back to J Cruz M for some more chorilliana. It’s important to add a few kilos to help keep out the winter chills. This time the girls left their boarding passes from the flight over here. We ordered a serving for three thinking the four of us could beat it. Wrong.