Alone with Gaelynn for most of the day.
We went to Andrews Park for a while before hitting the library. I hung out and watched her play with other children. She’s strange. She is like me in a lot of ways – including how she interacts with people. When she plays with other children she wants to be running the show or playing by herself. But she can also be entirely giving too.
After a while she gets hungry, we picnic out by the duck pond and before she’s finished eating I carelessly throw a piece of my sandwich at some ducks nearby… well, so much for Gaelynn’s lunch – she tries to feed it all to the ducks, including her juice.
We return home after a few hours of wandering about. I give Gaelynn a long bubble bath, wash & condition her hair, and dress her.
She goes into the living room and sits on the ottoman that is next to the open window, watching the birds on our roof and front yard. I am on the computer watching her out of the corner of my eye. She falls asleep quickly in the warm sunlight.
Candace arrives home with the groceries. The church gave us a food voucher worth seventy-five dollars. This will help very-very much. The rest of the day hurries past quickly.
I spend the last hour of my day carefully reading Frank Miller’s interpretation of the Batman.