Six adults adulting, with one child to rule them all. Unlike the previous four child residents of the cabin, who all brought their brother with them, Elijah has the cabin all to himself, with six adults to serve him and only him. We exist to serve you! WETSU!! Last night at bedtime, Allen appeared out of the natal bedroom with the evening’s story time pronouncement. A command performance had been issued; Grandma and Auntie Pooh had been tapped as the evening’s story time tag team. Further, for tomorrow night, Grandpa was placed on deck. I thankfully was not mentioned. I am a terrible reader. For me reading aloud is akin to public speaking. Except without all the nervousness that that activity always brought. Still, I labor through these books. Intoning them with a certain flatness and halting manner that it inevitably elicits a cry of, “You’re not doing it right.” Maybe next time…