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Thursday, February 19, 2009

Graffiti

My alarm was going off, and Mo came in my room and turned it off. 5:45 am, plenty of time to get ready. I felt awake and alert, and I think I even sat up, thinking I'd follow her to the kitchen.

Then she came in the bedroom and launched herself on me. A belly flop on my belly.

It was 7:20. Crap.



In all the rushing around, I could only vaguely note the graffiti she'd done in the kitchen with sidewalk chalk she got for her birthday. Chalk I neglected to lock up, taking it away repeatedly with an admonishment to wait for better weather when we could take it outside.

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