I went out tonight, to hear the Symphony in which my sister plays. After a lovely evening of Rachmaninoff and companionship, I returned home to find my Small One still awake. The Man had to dash out for an errand, so Small and I snuggled up to read some books and talk about dollhouses. While we were chatting, I asked her what she had for dinner.
"I don't remember what it's called, " she said with a big smile, "but it was black."
Well, at least I know she's well tended when I'm away.
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Hey, she had black beans and rice!
And a carrot, and frozen bananas :-p
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