Skywalker Apartment [Monday evening]
Juliet had already been fed (and subsequently bathed), and adult food had been ordered from the Greek place who knew her order by heart now, and Rory was perched on the couch while her child sat on the floor, enraptured by a red monster with a lisp.
"Elmo!" she shrieked, throwing a block to get her mother's attention. How dare Rory look at her laptop and not at the amazingly wise Muppet?
"Good job, sweetie. What color is Elmo?"
"Red!"
"Great," Rory said. "Now, Grandma looks nice in red, right? Do you think Daddy would make Grandma an Elmo hat if I asked him nicely, so we don't have to watch Elmo anymore?"
"Hat!" Juliet answered, thankfully missing all baby-monster-pelt related dryness and focusing on the hat part.
"You could have one too."
[for the husband!]
"Elmo!" she shrieked, throwing a block to get her mother's attention. How dare Rory look at her laptop and not at the amazingly wise Muppet?
"Good job, sweetie. What color is Elmo?"
"Red!"
"Great," Rory said. "Now, Grandma looks nice in red, right? Do you think Daddy would make Grandma an Elmo hat if I asked him nicely, so we don't have to watch Elmo anymore?"
"Hat!" Juliet answered, thankfully missing all baby-monster-pelt related dryness and focusing on the hat part.
"You could have one too."
[for the husband!]