After lunch I thought we should do something calming, so we baked five loaves of irish soda bread. Four of them were very tiny.
I can't begin to recall the nine hundred things Ella talked about today when she came home from school. Sasha taught her to write in two forms of secret code, words and musical notes. She can now sing her own secret code.
The spirit of the place is good. Tonight when she went to brush her teeth she prepared four toothbrushes, one for each member of the family.
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