Tuesday, Jan. 25, 2005
12:44 p.m.

My sister will be hornswoggled when I tell her that today, our little Trinket did not wait to be laid down for a nap, but crawled under the blanket all by herself.

Joan says, “What IS this? How come everybody but me can get that kid to sleep?” She and Gary are going through the kid-won’t-stay-in-bed times that most parents suffer sooner or later with their little ones.

I’m working, best get back to it before Karen gets here after one, when she is going to do some housecleaning for us and I am going to make her some lunch. My other half has gone out to scout for cardboard boxes to use in our packing, which will start in earnest tomorrow.

Later,
Kate