This morning everyone was grumpy about prayer and scriptures. We had managed to get through scriptures with me only yelling at a few people and then we all were kneeling in prayer when Timothy took away Clover's balloon. She threw herself on the ground in abject misery. Annabel, who was perfectly happy until then, saw/heard Clover crying and started crying herself. Then she turned over (she'd been on her side, looking at everyone) and laid face-down on the floor and started to sob. Clover's distress was catching?? She was suddenly suffused with misery? It was adorable and made everyone laugh and that lightened the mood considerably. Babies are good that way.
I have to run a bunch of errands today, so I gave everyone a list of their jobs while I was gone. Cowen's list said, "Make breakfast. Don't bug people." He saw the list, laughed, and started smothering Oskar. Grrr.
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