[Well, she's sitting on the porch with her sketchpad next to her, drawing things in the dirt with a stick. She was drawing while waiting for you to get back, but her mind was rushing much after than her pencil was.
It was at least allowing for her anxiety to slowly go down. She had a feeling she'd be completely exhausted by the time it was bedtime. :|]
LOL, good idea |D;;
It was at least allowing for her anxiety to slowly go down. She had a feeling she'd be completely exhausted by the time it was bedtime. :|]