Today I learned that my three-year-old is
not a fan of finger painting because she can't stand having paint on her hands. Which,
fair. It's amazing, really, learning something new about her every day. I'm sure it's like this back home where I remember everything about her life, too, but it hits so much harder here where I've only had a handful of months of knowing her.
We're going to stick to crayons for now.
VAXThis is my daily obnoxious check-in. How are you feeling? Still good? Still
you? I made you a basket of food. Some pastries, some meat pies, cookies. Want to stop by the bakery to pick it up, or do you want to wait for it until we get home?
ADORAHey, you. I wanted to let you know before anyone else that I'm going to step away from the Defense team. I've thought about it a lot since Vesper stayed behind, and I just think it's the right thing to do. I'm all she has, and Vallo is always throwing new shit at us. I just want to make sure she's always taken care of, you know?