and how was YOUR day?
Thursday, March 24th, 2005
Last night we came back very late from a visit to the Murgisteads. Contrary to her mother’s fondest hopes, Claire had not fallen asleep in the car. Instead she bounced up the stairs, only to be overcome with joy at the sight of her paternal unit.
“Daddy daddy daddy!” she sang. “Claire Mummy Salome Jack Daisy Belinda PIZZA!”
