Monday, July 27, 2009


Ellery is always looking for an excuse to get out of bed.  The other night, she came out and said plaintively, "Guys, my hand is itchy." 

"Well, scratch it!" I replied.

"I can't scratch it with these little fingers!" she retorted indignantly.

I gave it a good scratch with my big fingers, she gave a contented sigh, and headed back to bed.

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