There’s a new post on Daughter on Duty.
Last time I checked there was no electronic monitor on my ankle, but there might as well be. I can only be as far away from Mama as her voice will reach—with or without the baby monitor—or if someone else is with her… I have been entertaining myself by taking liberties while the cat is away—or at least not in the kitchen. I’ve been loading the dishwasher however I want, including putting plastic containers in it. I really went crazy this weekend when I was home all day with no caregivers and Mama was sleeping: I cleaned out two drawers in the kitchen.
Writing Down the Story 