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Bother.

Sigh. I had a lovely post idea, was writing the final comments, when the Orclette (who is entering the lovely 2's) decided she needed to mess with both my hands and the keyboard and it was deleted.

I love her. I really do. I think she must be much like I was at that age.

I'm amazed that I made it past age 3.

Tomorrow is another day and I will attempt to recreate what I had written today.

I don't think anyone should have to parent a kid through the early years alone.

I need more coffee.

Comments

Kayeri said…
Heh, the kitten has done that to me! Darn it when they hit just the right buttons... :)
Jim said…
Already a critic, or maybe an editor.
Pablo said…
It's always amazing that they can come up with key combinations accidentally to do things that you couldn't figure out with six months and a manual.

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