Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Mabel Watson Payne indulgently allowed me to do most of my babysitting from the sofa this afternoon because I am still feeling sick even though I have already been sick for an absurdly long time with sore throat and congested head and lassitude and lately also quite an ugly cough. This baby is ready to find anything and everything amusing. She played contentedly for at least half an hour with my package of Ricola lozenges, as if she had never seen any object quite so fascinating as this one in all the days of her life up to now. Being in her presence had a potent healing effect, and (as if to reward us both) her daddy got back early from his class at the University.