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21 March So, yesterday I was going to get up at 7a in order to get to work early, but I ended up getting up at 7a in order to babysit Bonnie. Cynthia had a gig and she couldn't reach the babysitter, so Fran took the day off work to stay home with her, but had to go into town to teach his morning karate class because it was too late to find a sub, and somebody had to stay with the baby during class-time, and that somebody was me! She had started drooling up a storm again--I was practically washed away by it. "You're two," I said to her, "Can't you swallow?" She must be cutting some late molars or something. So she came down to see me and we played the ever fascinating "Waddat, Kymmie?" game.
"Waddat, Kymmie, waddat?"
...Until I was ready to drown her in her own drool river. So, back upstairs we went.
"What video do you want to watch? Jungle Book?"
Some days kids make it really easy to love them.
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