A Sloth Named Sally

A few days ago, R got annoyed with me that I was working on things and not responding quickly enough to her needs.  She wrote me a letter that said, “You hurt my feelings. When you tell me to do something I do it asap.  When I ask you to do something, it takes you one minute.”

Today I took the girls to the zoo.  After 20 minutes of hard shopping in the gift shop, Ruby settles on buying a stuffed animal sloth.  She tells me it’s name is Sally, named after me.  Maybe it was my slowness, but I was amused.

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