I Want a Cheese and Pickle Sandwich

. . . and I'm not pregnant. I've merely been reading a lot of contemporary British fiction. Lola was perfect today--she always is. (I would have added "really" to that last sentence, but it would have sounded unbearably Anglophiliac. Probably anything I write right now will.) Tomorrow Lola is tested by the challenge of applying her new potty mastery in school. She's only there for 2.5 hours each day this week, so hopefully she will do just fine.--K