Margaret is looking for the missing blog posts. I think that she has been hired by my mother.
She has, obviously, been very effective, since here is a blog post, and she is looking out of it.
Her fascination with the magnifying glass (and investigating things) has been relatively well-contained. One slightly odd thing about it is that she has started asking for neat whiskey far more often than I am comfortable with,* hasn't shaved in weeks, keeps referring to me as "that broad," and has started wearing a fedora.
I think that it could be worse. It could be the violin, cocaine, Mrs. Hudson, and a deerstalker.
*For a 3-year-old, by the way, one request would be more than I am comfortable with.