Less than three hours after I rescued her from the sweltering mailbox, Ella was wrapped in a sarong like any good Island Girl. However, jet lag took it’s toll and she fell asleep almost before she finished the bushel of broccoli I gave her for dinner.
I was certain we wouldn’t see Ella again before breakfast, so I only dished up two bowls of ice cream, then I called OC to the table. Ellie beat him to the chair. I had no idea elephants could run that fast or jump that high!
OC took the entire incident very well. He likes Ella’s enthusiasm and zest for life — and food.