I would like to amend my contention in the previous post that Margaret’s requirements for happiness are milk, blueberries, and a hairbrush. Apparently, she is equally enthused by an enormous stuffed bear, a bucket, and a cell phone. (Uncles are good to hit up for cell phones, you know?)
Of course, it was also important to check if anyone was texting her.
And then check out the bear and make sure that he wasn’t making any aggressive moves; we went to the zoo yesterday, and Margaret saw the real bears, and I think she’s watching Bertie a little more carefully now.
As she should.
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