OUR DAUGHTERS AND THE CULTURE THEY LIVE IN

WHEN OUR GRANDDAUGHTER was about two years old, she had the delightful habit of talking herself to sleep.

One evening after she'd just been put to bed, I was standing in the kitchen with my daughter and her husband. Through the kitchen monitor we heard Julia talking gently as she drifted off to sleep. In quiet conversation with herself, she said, "Grammie Ellie loves Julia. Pop-Pop Joe loves Julia. Grammie Midge loves Julia. Pop-Pop Ed loves Julia—everybody loves Julia."

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