Day 14 isolation---

We were all in moods today. A lot of three year old shouting. And not a lot of grown up shouting but we did raise our voices a bit and she can't stop telling me how much that hurt her feelings. I asked her forgiveness. We had a chat about it. I asked her to think about how if that hurt her feelings how it must make Jesse's and my feelings feel. She was quiet for a bit then said, "So. I think about it. The right thing is the stars, they shine. and the moon. And I have a deer and they growed up. You talk to the deer." So the deer and I chatted. It had a deeper version of a three year old voice. We talked about the stars and the moon and the right thing. But we never made it back round to the shouting bit. It was confusing. For me. And Jesse. She seemed very unflustered. But she went to bed without shouting. Then asked loads of questions about "why tears fall" and "what gravity" and I'm so tired. Why am I typing this.

I think we need to ease up on the video chats. I can't handle that much social interaction. And none of its with people who we'd be interacting with in person anyways. Except for small group. And that's always too much for me. I think its too much for bambi too.

I started reading aloud to her from her first chapter book... The Lion, The Witch, And The Wardrobe. She plays with her animals on the floor. Except for this picture... she wanted to share my hot water bottle and jump on me.

They say we need at least 14 months of this.

She kept chanting, "up to the sky!... down to the ground." which is what we say when she's pumping on the big kid swings. My aunt sent her a book about Central Park-- which is so considerate--I often give gifts that share/force my city life on the recipient and I think that's most peoples' impulse, but she gave bambi something to do with bambi's own life. We've read it over and over and over since yesterday afternoon when it arrived. It makes me choke up... missing spring migration.

We talked about the parties we would have when we can leave our apartments. Rolling in the grass and running as far as our legs and eyes can take us. Grass on our cheeks.

They found out the virus stays on tote bags for nine days.

Less than a month since New York banned plastic bags and now tote bags are banned and I'm afraid to touch the inside handle of my apartment door, with all our tote bags hanging from it.

Charlie's roommate is symptomatic. Four roommates and a dog. The sick guy's wife and their dog have moved into the living room. And Charlie working in the hospital with mostly old and immunocompromised patients who have to have dialysis everyday.