Aunt LP has departed. I’m happy that she was here. She cooked us big batches of chicken stew, tomato sauce, and black beans to stock our freezer. She vacuumed. She gave me freedom to nap, shower, and run errands. And she played with Claire, changed her, rocked her to sleep, and fed her. She got to know the little bean. We got to catch up on our lives. I’m sad that she’s gone. I’m sad also that one of her furry kids is very ill; the last day of her visit we worried about him.
I’ve spent the afternoon holding Claire while she sleeps until Husband finished errands (including getting a flu shot, which means we are all immunized now). He’s on duty now, so I’m madly laundering, scrubbing, and organizing, with a trip to the grocery store in the offing.