Despite the fact that Magnolia June told her teacher that she wasn't coming back after her first day, she has now gone to school three times and I think she's doing great! This is the picture Lily sent this morning of what the little rock star looked like. Mr. Moon and I have issued a formal invitation to her to spend the night with us tomorrow. She has been begging for a sleepover for over a year now and I think it is time. When we discussed this on Sunday, she informed me once again that she will be scared at night when she stays over. This is just the fact, Jack. I told her that she'll be fine and can sleep on the cozy floor bed right beside our bed where August and Levon sleep so that she will not be scared.
"I think I need to sleep with you," she said. "In your bed." In case I didn't understand.
"But there's not room in our bed," I said.
"That's okay. I can sleep between you."
I reported this conversation to my husband who said, "I'll be sleeping in my chair."
We shall see how this goes. I am planning to fix hamburgers and french fries for our supper tomorrow night and I got raspberry sherbet to make purple cows with for her dessert. Traditions must be upheld.
Today was my shopping day but absolutely nothing like last week. I only went to three places today. Costco, Publix, and The Bad Girls Get Saved By Jesus Thrift Store which I have not been in for over a year. I took a picture.
I like my name better and I think it is more descriptive and honest. By the time that most of those girls get to the Light House they are probably on their fifth or seven-hundredth chances but whatever- Jesus is involved and you can trust me on that one.
Remarkably, I've never heard a whiff of a rumor about any sort of abuse there and I do hope that everyone involved in running the place is on the up-and-up but one cannot help but be suspicious. There is a Brother Billy involved who helped get the place started and helps run it. He was originally a police officer which does absolutely nothing to allay my fears. There used to be an Aunt Bob, too, who ran the thrift store but I think she has either died or is incapable now of working. She was mighty old twenty years ago.