Tonight, Goblin and I accompanied Rob to the grocery store and waited outside while he went in to buy yummy pudding. Goblin started shivering in the cool and damp night air, so I crouched down, positioned her little body between my knees, wrapped my arms around her, and quietly sang the “Goblin Is a Good Girl” song. The only thing visible to passers-by was an unshaven man kneeling on the pavement, crooning tunelessly.

As one might imagine, I got a rather wide berth.