My daughter is a definite busy-body. She has to know everything that is going on. All the time. With everyone. Ask the dear nursery workers that try to give her a bottle every week–feeding her is a nightmare b/c she can’t sit still, God forbid relax into a reclined position to drink peacefully. In her defense, she comes from a long line a stalkers. I distinctly remember my grandfather dedicatedly observing all the comings and goings through his front window. My father knows every. single. thing. that happens in his town. I make it my business to be aware of all my neighbors’ activity, and honestly, cannot think of a more supremely perfect gift than a set of state-of-the-art night-vision binoculars. So carry on, nosy female offspring. I am so proud of you and so sorry, our across-the-street neighbors, as your hope of a private lifestyle is non-existent with my daughter on the scene. Pull those blinds, my friends…
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