That tiny figure is the writer George Saunders

Sylvia went to her first author event tonight. We stayed almost a whole hour - Paul kept her entertained while I listened. Saunders heard her crying once and said, "Is that a mouse?" He also said he didn't write anything good until after he became a father. All in all, a great night. The photo is blurry because Sylvia is so excited about the whole thing. Not because I'm a photographer of questionable skill.