I believe, it is the contented chatter of a thirteen-month old playing by herself. She is mostly quiet and, to my delight, distracted by some object or another. I stealthily check to make sure it isn't a pair of scissors or a stick of dynamite before attempting to return to one of my decorating projects. ...but, alas, the peace is over, it seems, before it began. She has found a reason to cry...
A day in the life...
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