(I wrote a quicky update post over at The Really Good Life. I must get back into the habit of blogging regularly, I must.)
1. Singing along to songs until my throat is sore.
2. I break from tickling him and try to walk back upstairs (to the kitchen, to get him some milk to go with his dinner) but on each step, he stops me: he jumps in front of me, demanding more strokes and also, had I forgotten to feed him? (I had not.)
3. The cirles make up so quickly, so pleasantly, that I’m not even too annoyed when I realise I’ve done the border wrong on four of them.
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