Sunday, December 2, 2012

Bantido

E has been having some serious worries lately.
Scared of me dying, her dying, life/death stuff.
No small thing for such a small thing.
I made her a sock puppet, a racoon actually from this book.
She hasn't let "Bandito" go since.
Hasn't let me go either.
Lots of talking lately, and I can see her growing before my eyes.
Nobody said growing up was easy.


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