When last we spoke, Ellie was covered with spaghetti sauce. Margaret, in case you were wondering, was not in a much better case. Our heroine (me) fearlessly plunged them into the bath (at the same time, which was much more efficient, and not as bad as I anticipated, but also nerve-wracking).
And then they were put in pajamas and packed off to bed. We made a brief stop, Ellie and I , in Margaret’s room to say goodnight. And Margaret noticed that they were wearing the same pajamas. And she wanted to hug Ellie. And this picture happened.
So snuggly.
AWWWWWW! How Sweet
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