while I've been on cheerio duty with my niece Flora,
Marguerite is mostly enamored but sometimes bowled over by the addition of her baby cousin into our fray, so she and I slipped out for a walk before dinner. The wind was strong and cold, gusts carrying her song "twinkle twinkle little star, how me wonder...twinkle twinkle little star, how me wonder..." to my ears from the stroller.
Fingers crossed for my camera to materialize tomorrow so I can share more of this trio of girls. Anne without Diana, a light bulb without electricity, toast without butter....sigh.
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