I’m not even really sure what else I could possibly add here, other than muse on the view and subsequent thoughts of passers-by and the neighbours. And to gush over the thigh and tushie fat rolls, which are just GORGEOUS.
I suppose I should mention that she climbs up there herself, she loves climbing. She uses the pink stool thing next to the chair. She sits there watching the world ogle by, blissfully unaware of her 'state of Eve.' She likes to bang on the window, sit with her toes on the warm radiator, and terrorise any cats who dare a few minutes on the sill in the sun.
Ahhh, the giggles an EC toddler brings!