Mimi and Tim dropped Eleanor off about 10 a.m. and then headed up to the Red Lion Inn in Stockbridge, MA for a couples night.
We used to drive through Stockbridge on the way to Bennington College to take or bring Mimi. And we stayed there several times.
Lovely place.
So Eleanor is ours tonight.
She loves us both, but Bern is the better playmate so she sticks close to her.
She wanted french fries and an egg sandwich for dinner, which I fixed and she ate. She eats well.
What is still weird is how much she looks like Mimi at the same age. Almost puts me back 40 years.
Same hair and body and even dimples.
She and Bern are sleeping in one of the guest rooms while Bridget and I are going to be in our bed.
She is a delight. So funny and smart--but what grandparent doesn't say that?
But with Eleanor it is true, so true.
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