1. For the second day in a row, 2 is wearing the dress I wore at her age. It tickles me that a minor consumer object has held up so long. I think it came from Sears.
2. This is the week of cat opera. Two in the morning, aria and chorus. Six in the evening, duet. I tried to tiptoe and peer between the houses, because I want to see what a cat looks like when it makes that sound like its stomach is being pulled up through its mouth. But they must have a modicum of decency left and stopped when I approached.
3. Yesterday I yelled at 1 in front of her friend because I was so angry at 2's tantrum. I apologized almost right away, but I can't erase how small I made 1 feel. She kept saying she was sorry, sorry, sorry.
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