Wednesday, February 11, 2009

my dears


I'm back at home for a while. Sophie and I drove back yesterday, she slept most of the way home but at one point I brushed her hair back from her eyes and she said "don't mama, I am protected by the dear" I am elated and frightened all at once. I don't know if she is terribly creative or headed for a tinfoil hat. I met another mother, a friend of a friend, she told me that her daughter was an "Indigo child", she said that with great authority, like that meant something real. I have decided to start proclaiming things about Sophie as if they are absolutely the truth. She is Queen of the Dear, or maybe the mice. That will be the first proclamation. Valerie .

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  1. welcome home friend, wish i could come down and visit you!

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  2. Thanks Kat, wish you were here too. But since you seem happy and I don't see any mold on the kids I guess you made the right move. Neighborhood is more boring though. Love Valerie

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  3. Yes it tis a good story, are you irish perchance.

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  4. no, I'm not Irish, I'm Italian and that's how Italians spell "this" on February 12th!

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