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Nov082009
November 8, 2009

Tonight before Eliana went to bed I spoke with her teacher from the co-op class. When we got off the phone, Eliana looked at me and started to ask about Aunt Wendy, since she could hear a voice on the phone. She assumed that it was Wendy. I told her that it was actually Mrs. Carey. I watched as she did a mental shifting of gears, and then she grinned. She said, and she drew the words out slowly,"songs...friends...Mrs. Carey...Michael James..." She paused in between each of these things, and then finally said,"That's it!"
It was so precious.
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