Margaret isn’t completely certain that she’s on board with this little sister thing that we’ve got going on.
I mean, she hasn’t thrown the baby out of a window yet, but she isn’t all that interested in holding the baby.
Nor is she particularly interested in the fact that I am in bed all the time. Although she seemed much happier this afternoon when I got up and staggered down the halls with her.
But there was a very sweet moment when Margaret and Grandma read nursery rhymes to Ellie.
Margaret is concentrating very hard on the precise meanings of the poems.
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