Looks a lot like Rainy Sunday, only with two feverish kids, one coughing his head off, and one still healthy but with a target on his back that reads Germs Welcome Here. In the meantime, please enjoy the awfulness that is Spikenard and Bronwyn. It’s like a writer’s “What Not To Wear” only with words.
And now, I’m off to comfort exceedingly whiny children.
That book should have orange cones ALL around it. Hazard. Watch out.
What…you didn’t like the part of her that was “fields of wheat after the harvest”? LOL!