The other night Alpha was out late on business and I put the kids to bed. Then I drew bugs or sat in front of the PC or both. Then I walked past our bedroom, where Gamma had insisted on sleeping, and heard whispering. In the middle of the night.

I looked, there sat Gamma, apparently asleep. Whispering in her sleep. I carried her to her bed and covered her up.

Beta used to scare me when she was just a little baby, about 6 months old. I’d be sitting in the living room, she’d be asleep in the next room, and I’d suddenly hear whispering. When I checked, she’d be sound asleep.

Meanwhile, braids. It turns out making your hair all wavy by having your dad braid it the night before was a big hit for both girls. Gamma didn’t want to take a bath last night, until I told her I’d wash her hair and braid it while it was still a little damp to give it that cool look today. And Beta’s girlfriends want me to do their hair now, too.