Upon further reflection, and a week of observation, I have concluded that I am a spaz. A wacked-out control freak. Fiona gets her fair share of turns and attention. I’m so glad I didn’t say anything.
Let’s hear a round of applause (why do I keep trying to type applesauce here?) for the observation room and taking the time to observe and understand. Conclusions are not for jumping on, ladies and gentlemen!