Sybil May Eleanor

This evening, in the hours between daycare and bedtime, Edith was

Baby Jesus
Miss 'Ria
Marta VonTrapp
a doctor
Harrison
Thomas the Tank Engine
Bertie the Bus
Toby the Engine
a baby chick
a mama chick
Miss Bela
Miss Sheryl
a baby tank engine

That's hard enough to keep straight. But in a phenomenon never experienced by Sybil's or Eve's doctors, every time Edith's personality changed, mine did, too...though I didn't know it. I spent the better part of the evening trying to figure out if I was Mary, Marta, Percy, or a patient. Thankfully, Edith is now asleep, and I'm fairly certain I'm back to Gretchen. Unless Bismarck suggests otherwise.