I work up in my office, or I’ll dip out to my shop, or I’ll run an errand, and I’ll miss Roby while I do it. It’s tough, being away from her. It’s also tough being completely and solely responsible for her as Abby is almost all of the time. She’s a conundrum like that. But mostly I miss her when I’m not around her, even for a few hours working up in my office, I’ll come stumbling down for want of her smiling gap-toothed face.

I feel very lucky that most of the time between sentences I can jump down and see her. Most people cannot see their children so readily. I feel quite blessed for it.