How in the world did Fio almost fall behind again? Her days are moving along way too fast. Right now, she's lining up her multiple "Lolly" stories to start putting them together because she didn't get that done earlier in the day because a hospital lady came along to test her out about her recovery from bad times she's gone through. After a few questions, Fiorella asked the woman to leave--your girl needs to work on recovery, not remembrance.
To calm her down, Son L put your girl in the car and drove her around a while, then stopped at a store so she could pick up pens and Dry Erase Markers, then bought her a hamburger, then headed home down Old San Antonio Road--with Fio humming a few words of the song every now and then. Aaaaah....
Fiorella should have added that while she and Son rode around, they talked about old times and people they used to know. Wondered where they are now. Hmm...wonder if they wonder about where we are now.
SHORT CUT ONE: Mommy has lost that cute little bottle that holds Sonia's pain meds.
SHORT CUT TWO: Mommy is getting tired of all the British shows on TV. Aren't there any born in the USA?
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