Perhaps not settled, but she's off.
And we think she took the key to the post office box.
Missing key. Not helpful. (There is a spare...)
Oh, and my car is at the body shop.
It received a going away present - to the fender and headlight.
I think she was worried that I would miss her too much, so she created all sorts of diversions this week to help me take my mind off of things.
She loves her mommy that much...
Her sister is pleased to pronounce that she is FINALLY an only child. She's had to wait 17 years for that privilege.
So we made popovers.
Custardy, warm popovers.
With a little bit of cocoa powder added to send them into the dessert realm. Served up with a few dollops of sweetened whipped cream and raspberry puree.
And she didn't have to share. Or 'fess up to how many she'd eaten.
Because only children don't have to be accountable that way, you know?
(P.S. And yes, we all miss Runner Girl very much.)