I gave Jenna my “Olympic” Cow bell, which is really quite loud, so that if I weren’t close by and she needed something, she could ring it and I would hear and come help her. I think that was a mistake. At 8:00 this morning, she had “called” me no less than 7 times.
–I need to go to the bathroom
–Can you bring me my gameboy?
–Can you turn my lights up brighter?
–I want to go downstairs now.
–I want some toast.
and something else I can’t remember right now. Ugh. It’s going to be a long six weeks.