Quick! To the Batcave!

As with most sunny mornings, Emma always finds a patch of sun to lie in (such hard, tiring work, sleeping all day, you know). The other day I noticed that some of the stuff on my filing cabinet, in the now low-slanting sun of late summer, looked like tall Gotham City buildings, and Emma's shadow like the top of Batman's mask. It was like she was raising a new bat signal, calling for help (probably to be rescued from my perpetual pestering). I'm going to have to try to make an icon of that.

	Raise the bat signal! Emma is trying to signal Batman!