Saturday, February 11, 2006

364. The day

Andrew scratches the sheet, because he likes the noise, from the crib. He gets his wee little hands through the slats. I've got to put cardboard or something there, so he doesn't hurt his arm.

Andrew did that for Aida last night. Natasia opened her eyes, so William got to wake them up when he was ready. Andrew slept through the night. William enjoyed the big crayons I got him. I thank Aida very much for doing this for us. I know she was tired. William wanted his "dada". Sweet boy.

We had breakfast and went back to sleep. I've been reading a lot, but I expect to nap away the afternoon. Diana still has a kind of agony at being separated from her children. I'm not as anguished, but I do miss my boys. I'll see them tomorrow.

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