There was an urgent phone call. Sofia’s mother, a musician, was unexpectedly called to perform in London.
Could I possibly…
But of course I can and I am glad to have her. She’s not a complicated kid.
Sofia arrived this morning with these two books tucked under her arm and she asked me to read them to her.
I distracted her with a color game and a biscuit.
Then we ate egg sandwiches.
Happy Tuesday.
You are marvelous. I love these stories of Sofia and you spending time together.
Oh my goodness! I love this child ;0 You two seem to be kindred spirits, if I may say so. What’s Italian for ‘egg’? Egg, oeuf, …?