This week the girls have been off to camp, and each day they came back as demons. Seriously, this has been the worst week ever for behavioral problems. They’ve almost been unrecognizable. So this weekend we have started the de-programming, but it is tough work. We thought it also might help to separate them and let each one have one-on-one time with a parent. So we re-instituted the old tradition of parent-daughter separate brunches today. I took Strummer to one dinner, where she was a sweet goofball:
And Anna took Barrow to another dinner, where I understand she was also a sweetie-pie. They may be redeemable yet.
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