Contrary to Popular Rumor, Her Middle Name is NOT “Beleaguered”

Thursday mornings I’m usually on my own getting The Elder up and off to preschool. Today being picture day, however, my wife took pity on me and volunteered to help get our daughter out of bed and dressed (my ponytails are an embarrassment to the whole family).

As the 5:00 am writing hour drew to a close, I went upstairs to The Elder’s room and gave her a shake. As usual, she ignored me. I sat down on the bed and whispered her name. She squeezed her eyes shut and rolled away. I uncovered her. She drew her blankets back up over her head.

Then I whispered, “Hey, do you want to go wake up your mommy?”

The Elder’s eyes shot open. She sat up.

And she was gone.


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