Caracas, September 1956 [I am two and my exhausted mother is pregnant with my sister]

…”Jane’s about as restful to have in bed as a pack of puppies. She has to make an inspection of all the junk at the head of the bed, clock, flashlight, hand cream, followed by a babbling discussion of it all. It is a surefire awakener!…She just went into the kitchen on an errand for me and called out to Josefina as she opened the door: “Pasa, amor!” [Enter, darling!] We never know where these little gems stem from…A BESO from Jane.”fullsizeoutput_517