The River

At last.  At last we did what I'd wanted to do all summer but we never did.
The start of term made Mu melt into a little, sad amoeba-like thing.  
Distract and Divert, the mantra of motherhood.  
So I went out and bought herb sausages and baguettes and fried up some caramelized onions etc.
Bernie Sanders was happy breaking his teeth on pebbles.  I was happy because I could swim and had found the perfect river place. Nico was distracted, thinking about how he'd plumb the bathroom.  
Mu remained amoebereseque.
I do my best.