Unlike Diana, Nettie comes to my place because “you don’t want to be strapping all those kids in the car to come to my place.” (Hallelujah.) She nearly always arrives with treats for the kids (and asks me if it’s okay before handing them over), coffee for me, and a ready-to-eat meal for Ollie and me to eat that evening. Sometimes she takes the kids out to give me a break, other days, like today, we amble around together, doing errands and visiting the park.
