Misha has discovered "a golden paint" on her tights. It ended up being her own toe! It reminded us of a true story. The Wold Bank President Mr Wolfowitz was donated 12 pairs of socks by a Turkish hosier after he was caught with holey socks at a Mosque.
We gotta get Misha another pair, if not a dozen!
But, if you ever get caught, be ready to swear "my socks have golden paints"!
These days, Misha would only sleep in contact with 37oC. Everytime she turns around if there is no "body", she would get out of her bed, walk out of her room (not quietly), and search for the 37oC. I hope she will not sleep-walk, if she is not already doing it. The good thing is she has learned where to go: to the master bed room. Noriko knows the details, I only know of some distant cry in the middle of the night. But I know how she gets upset and runs to the bed room when she wakes up from her sleep, follows the light, and she finds only me in the living room . T
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That's way too cute. Maybe not so cute for the two of you who have to go through it! It makes me smile to hear that Misha has grown so much that she knows to walk to where mommy is. Keep those Misha updates coming!!
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