lying day. "i did my homework" "i already brushed my teeth" "i didn't break that" "good night" . we're hosting a jazz band, and when they showed up i helped them get situated, and later, at about midnight i found theodore still reading in his bed, AAAAAh
funny time though, felix and henry were hiding under a blanket and i grabbed an end to pull it away and the whole blanket fell apart. there are feathers EVERYWHERE. reminds me of that story of ginger rogers and fred astaire.
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