Emily seems to be a sweet young girl; her age is still undefined and seems to change sporadically from about 4 anywhere up to 7. She scared me this morning when she was mute and seemed to be crying; I was afraid her father would walk in (I didn't know he'd left) so I asked her to tell Rae to come through. It hurt her feelings, which I didn't mean at all and still feel bad about. I'll draw her a picture to try and apologize.
She drew me a lovely picture, which Rae promised to send to me, and she's watching Lion King now- I can hear her giggling. She likes coloring books and wants to read me the "Nose Book" later.
I think we're getting used to this.
Eden.
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