in control

Last night as Ada, Elliot, and I chilled out snacking on some SnapPea Crisps - Elliot sat, resting next to Ada, with his arm sort of wrapped behind her but up on a pillow. Ada saw his hand sitting there, empty. So she grabbed his hand and instead of wrapping it closely around her like she normally does, she maneuvered it so that she could put his hand in the bag of SnapPea Crips, because there is NO reason in the world why he should be sitting there without a snack in hand. Literally.