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Friday, November 2, 2001

Full on Esme    Luckily, I got here to bed early. For an hour or more, she had me playing trains and buses with the chairs.   No, Daddy, not like that, like this.   No, no, like this.   No matter what I did it seemed I just couldn't do it right. Even stopping still and awaiting for further instructions. No, Daddy.   Daddy, doors open. No not there -- there.   Jeez, time for bed little girl. No, two minutes. Ok two minutes.   Now, bed. "Me, take my babies?" All of them! Discuss