Monday, August 26, 2013


The girls are getting to where they can play together.  It is a good thing, mostly, though it was a little easier when neither of them was particularly interested in what the other one was doing.  But they are now interested in the same things, and always wanting to do them at exactly the same time.

Our house echoes with the screams of anguished children.

On the other hand, it's also very cute.

Margaret has grand dreams, of course, of a two-person cabaret team, singing her own compositions.

Ellie's not as certain about this, which means that occasionally, Margaret has to look at me and roll her eyes, because I understand that Ellie is thwarting her vision.

I feel her pain, really I do.

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