The opinions, thoughts and musings of a neurodiverse writer of songs, speeches and more.
Saturday, June 01, 2002
As soon as I stood up to put her down, she woke up. So I fed her lunch... and now I don't know who has her. Sarah took her out of the high chair, and I think she passed her off to Frankie. I'm glad for the break!
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