11.03.04 after the election fiasco, I needed a break. So I took Ally to her favorite playground at clearwater beach. A toddler and swings calms everything.

on the way to the playground from the car, Ally was covering a spot on her shirt with her hand. I asked her why, and she said "there is peanut butter on my shirt - and I don't want anyone to see it." This has become her favorite shirt. She calls it her volkswagen passat shirt. I told her that it really wasn't a big deal, as there would undoubtedly be other kids there with food on their shirts she seemed to buy it. she made a friend tonight - a 2.5 year old called Dustin they played heartily, while his mom and I compared alphabet dvd's I'm of course partial to sesame street's abc's, as Ally knows the alphabet, in three different versions. And already counts to 30. When we left, she said "Im so sad. My new friend left"