At The Crow's Nest

Annalee recently learned how to point. And, as has been documented here, she has been fond of the word "more" for some time. It took less than a day after learning the finger gesture to learn how to combine it with her beloved word. I find it charming.

At dinner last night, she finally began to give Pop, her great-grandfather, the impression that he was something other than terrifying, running around my chair to play peek-a-boo with him before running back, again and again. She ran a similar set of entertainments with various customers at the restaurant where we were, The Crow's Nest. After another night and day of being more seriously under the weather, it was a happy hour of distraction.