Qotd

“Namine, do you want cake for dinner?” “No.” “Do you want cookies for dinner?” “No.” “Do you want pizza rolls for dinner?” “Oh, yes yes yes!” That’s my girl.

Fear is a choice

I don’t need my moon on tonight. I’m not afraid of the dark. Namine’s “moon,” a night-light that hangs from her ceiling, has often provided comfort and a little light for Namine while she goes to sleep. Some nights she still asks for it to be left on, but most nights she doesn’t need it. […]

Crazy days

With Jessica’s mom in the hospital, that’s where we’re spending nearly all of our free time. We did manage to get away for a little while, though, to have my grandparents over for dinner. After dinner, my grandpa played with Namine on the floor.