while television's bounty provides evie with some passing interest, it's nothing compared to her fascination with looking out her bedroom window.
it seems being able to see a busy street and a freeway exit from her room are the next best things to sliced bread - only made better by the fact that we appear to be in the flight path of planes going to/from sfo. and on the occasions when the moon is up, that's yet another bonus.
i sometimes feel a little bad about our hyper-urban surroundings, with no yard, and the most "open" space being the rental car lot behind us and our little patch of cement surrounded by razor wire. i'm glad that evie doesn't seem to share in this regret.
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