Darla's Mom

Her friend is fostering kittens and we got to go help

Her lower back hurts so badly she can’t move her legs easily so the nurse line said to come to the ER.

Here we are, waiting whole she quizzes me on Batman and D.C. Comics facts. She knows how to use the glossary and the index. At least she’ll be well prepared for research projects.

Today is the last day of Darla’s third grade. We made it through and she did well. I’ve had to work so sometimes she’s been hanging out by herself

We are in almost constant contact through the telephone, through Alexa, and through the webcam in my room. But sometimes I see things that just break my heart and I wish I could be there with her. It makes me want to quit my job and just stay home.

And Darla has always gotten nosebleeds. And today it just started while we were talking through the phone. Trying to talk her down and into the appropriate way to deal with a nosebleed is quite the adventure. I’m sure my house will look like a murder scene. This is on top of the nose bleed she had at midnight last night.

My poor baby.

Just before the pandemic shut down the schools we had made a trip to the Chumash village museum. Darla built a little Chumash town with applesauce and things but then it died when the cats came and Darla ate the rest of the applesauce.

Today we rebuild because it is the last week of school and it’s basically now or never. She is using peanut butter cookie dough and spaghetti.

Not exactly historically accurate, but fun!