I can hear Luella's snores coming through the baby monitor. We both have colds. She sounds like a little goblin right now; it's sad and slightly creepy.
Today we played at the splash pad park and got worn out. Luella was loving it, and then I heard a mother ask her 6-year-old-looking-daughter if she peed her pants. We were sitting right next to the little girl . . . our trip was cut short.
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