Grace inherited a lot of things from me: my cleft chin, my exquisite-to-the-point-of-pain sensitivity, my standard-issue brown eyes, my deep desire to please, and my strong preference to be in control. She also seems to have inherited …
my bladder.
The child pees constantly. All night long and all day long. Crikey. Long road ahead for her, filled with short car rides because the long ones are too painful.