Happy I got Punchy to walk and unplug for a couple hours two days in a row, with friends and their parents* in pretty parks (as pretty as they can be in bleak January). I am the good kind of tired, though she is still going full-speed at 9:48 p.m., talking on her phone. I can hear her in her bedroom.
Good night to you.
Pandemic socializing: We met a friend and friend’s mom Friday; twin pals and their mom Saturday.
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