The boy, who has been in the habit of getting out of bed and sleeping on the floor in front of the door, fell asleep on his mat… which in brilliant mom fashion, I placed on the floor [away from the door.] Sleeping nice and deeply, he is, with none of the upheaval and running around after sundown. And what did mama do? She left him there. It’s nice and warm and smooth and for some reason he had no trouble falling asleep tonight. Connection?
Made some of my chili for dinner. All the grown ups ate it.
Little girl likes to dance. It looks a lot like stomping around the room, sometimes on tippy toes. And when mama did some stomping too, she laughed and laughed and laughed.
My cousin brought her kids over today for a little while. Her oldest is also named G and he looks a lot like she did when she was little. Her youngest is a girl just a couple months younger than my G and they played and watched Dora, and G liked her flashing shoes.
Monk was on NBC. I’d seen it before, but it was fun to see. And Uncle has never seen Monk at all.
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