As an addendum to my previous post…
The back of Liberty’s nurse apron:
I tried to make it realistic.
She even tried it out doctoring her brother. He grabbed his bb gun, commissioned a pellet pistol for a backup firearm, and feigned injury with convincing grimaces. I see a soldier costume creation my future.
And, with nothing to do with my previous post, here’s a bit of proof that Stellan can eat neatly. He’s the neatest sandwich eater in this house under the age of 11, I think.