Our Little e has had a summer full of adventure;
complete with grandparents (in three different flavors),
playmobil, books, and Madlibs. She's been a little
skiff bobbing above the turmiol of Sweet G's illness and
Big E's injury. She comes home spreads her lovely smile
and boisterous energy, and then goes again.
She asks questions, gives support, and has been a
touchstone of normalcy to all of us. We've missed
her like never before when she's been gone on her
She is such a whirl, that it is hard to tell what
effect having illness and injury in the house
is having on her.
Little e has a teacher we were hoping for,
and I'm looking forward to walking her to
school each day. This is one part of our old
routine we've been able to preserve, for which
I am very thankful. We'll talk on those walks.
Correction, she will talk; I will listen with the
obligatory affirmatives to her stories.
But regardless of whose mouth the words come
from, I should get a clearer picture of how
this summer has been for her. I hope her
summer was kind.