Tonight around 10:30pm I was working hard at grading, and Theodore comes up to the kitchen table where I am, insists on grabbing my hand and says "hand". "Ok, here's my hand...", I say. Then he pulls me so I get up and follow him. "Where are we going?" I ask. "Bed" he replies, and drags me off to bed.
Friday, April 25, 2014
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