Goodnight Caitlin

Our neighbors have halloween decorations up in their front yard this
month. Nothing ghoulish, but just scary enough to be intriguing for
the little Walch girls. Have you read To Kill a Mockingbird? These
girls are like Scout and Jem always sneaking out to poke around at Boo
Radley's house.

Caitlin (2) cried and cried at bedtime last night asking for her
dolly. She already had her favorite dolly… and her birday, and her
rocky dog, and her star bear, and her glow worm, and her other bear,
and her favorite pink polka dot blanket. Then she got more specific
and said "little dolly still in car". So, Joe went out and found her
other little dolly and brought it upstairs. Caitlin hugged her little
dolly and said "It's okay dolly. No more scary Halloween."

Mystery solved. She's like the shepherd leaving the ninety and nine to
go seeking the one lost sheep.

It also makes me smile when every day Caitlin loads all the
beforementioned friends into her toy wagon and hauls them around the
house and insists on dragging them upstairs when shes up, and
downstairs when she's down (usually causing a scene half way when she
and the wagon get stuck). And if ever she wakes up in the middle of
the night, it takes her three trips to bring all her friends into our
room. Now I've drawn the line when she wants to bring her growing
menagerie into bed with me. Funny girl.