On Tuesday afternoon, Chloe had a two-hour gymnastics class at the Atlanta Gymnastics Center. Rob isn’t home, so that means that I can’t jus drop her off and go home. I have to stick around to bring her bak home. Usually, I’d just leave Camille at home during this time, but I suggested that maybe she’d like for us to drop her off at the library where she could get some work done and then walk around Decatur a little. She’s a little bit timid about this kind of freedom, but she did enjoy walking over to The Yogurt Tap, buying herself a frozen yogurt and sitting at a table, drawing.

I think she’d come to love the freedom of living in a small city.