I had milk yesterday by accident and am pretty damn' sick today. If it wasn't for the rectocele, this morning's bathroom episode would have been quite bearable, but I've been temporarily reconfigured.
So Rob is working from home and Linnea is watching TV and painting alternately. Rioght now Rob is in the other room and Linnea and I are in the dining room. She's mixing colours.
The thing is, she's deliberately mixing colours to get her chosen third colour. She knows how to make green and orange. She's mixing orange in a seperate paint pot and then using it to paint with.
Yesterday she did this with green. I don't know if she's done it with green today; I can't see from my bed on the sofa.