Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Running the Asylum

I think I’m losing my grip on Ellie.  Leo has gone home, and so there I am with no one to get up early in the morning with Margaret and acres and acres of spare bed and the early-morning feedings just sort of happen in bed while I doze.  And then I find that this small person has crowded me out.


And she absolutely knows what she’s doing.  Look at that look.



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