10/7 No crying last night. For some reason she was fine under a blanket again. The eternal mystery of a baby. Today I’m tidying the house. Or would be if I weren’t writing this. My neighbor, Taylor has helped get our internet up and running, so I can begin to post in a real-time manner instead of each post several days later. We watched his daughter Kiley this afternoon for a while. She and Julia really like each other, but there’s definitely some accidental violence that happens between them! Kiley is 17 months now, but when I pick her up and then pick Julia up, I must conclude that Kiley is made of packing peanuts and Julia is made of concrete. This photo show both girls in Kuspuks, a native style of shirt-dress.