2023
A couple of Elisa sound bytes from this weekend:
“My papi knows everything, and my mami always knows best”.
Going down the stairs:
“I’ll go first because I’m your darling”.
In the wee hours of the morning she mumbled in her sleep and seemed to be distressed. I assumed she was having a nightmare and prepared to comfort her. She mumbled again.
“What is it, sweetheart?”, I asked.
“WHERE’S MY SOCK?????”.
I switched on the lamp, found the sock, placed it on Elisa’s foot and looked at the clock. Three a.m.! Elisa had fallen back asleep before you could say “Twinkletoes”.
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