Afternoon
I awoke from my nap to Christopher crying. That was his need a change cry.
I held him to me and unfastened the door, calling over Mark. I asked him if he would go to Jack's old hut and retrieve the changing table for me. He nodded and left, bringing it back shortly. I dipped him a bowl of the stew I made---it was still semi-warm.
I changed Christopher and sat in the rocking chair with him, bringing out some of the books and reading to him. I was sure he'd enjoy the walk as much as Jack and I would. I continued playing with him until Jack woke up.
[tags: Jack; wow, long other entry! lol]
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