Six more inches of snow, on top of what was here when TJ and I drove up on Monday. Ama had the day off and she, me and Star Child spent the day cozy and warm inside, with cars creeping along Concord Avenue and the snow piling up on the skylights making the living room dim and murky and even more inviting.
I introduced Star Child to the Teletubbies on youTube, and she snuggled up next to me in the armchair, thumb firmly in mouth, eyes wide open, jabbing her spitty finger onto the screen and repeating after me 'Tinky Winky, Dipsy, LaLa, Po' and getting them right most of the time. She repeats everything said to her now, up to five or six syllables, and while it's not immediately intelligible Ama and I between us can usually come up with the meaning. Ama is so much more relaxed than she was when she first got back from Nepal with Star Child at the beginning of December I no longer feel as though I'm stepping on egg-shells, and since we all reunited on Monday after their trip to St. Croix I've been thinking things are going to work out and I can even unpack.
Even Sweet Pea is getting more relaxed and ventures out from his closet while Star Child is awake and does a belly to the ground slink into the bedroom where he sits and looks out the back window, doing an immediate belly to the ground slink back into his closet if she gets too close, but still--compared to December, when he wouldn't even come out till she had been safely in bed for half an hour, it's amazing.
With both the day's aspects perfecting within an hour of each other, at six and seven pm., by 6:30 I felt as though I'd burst if I didn't tell Ama how good it felt to be so comfortable and at home, so I did, and couldn't help myself from asking if she felt the same. She did.
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