Time alone

For Elizabeth. Not me, of course.

After a great romp at Tot Land in Berkeley, we came home and I quickly put Parker down for a nap. You see, Michael and I are going out tonight on a date and I thought he might go to sleep earlier if he napped earlier. Then Miranda and Elizabeth seemed ready, so I put them down. But about 30 minutes later, Elizabeth decided that she would rather not nap.

For the last half hour, she has been roaming the house. Pulling up on the trash can, eating the left over cheerios from this morning, tearing apart my paper, trying to get at Noe, shrieking at nothing, pulling down brooms, and generally having a grand old time. I can't remember the last time she was alone in a quiet house. And I doubt this moment will happen again any time soon.