This morning Eleanor & I let Janelle (a.k.a. Ma 'Nellie) sleep in. And so what this means, really , is that Ella tore around the kitchen and living room for about an hour, strewing scrambled eggs and avacado husks in her wake, until I was able to corral her into a wicker basket and tote her around the house like an Anne Geddes accomplishment...which made her squeal, smile & and coo with an almost unfathomable kind of contentment.
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