what goes up et cetera, et cetera. today was a bit of a struggle. on the other hand, home alone with the pokemons tonight. sort of like SSRIs but louder. so far we’ve sung old mcdonald had a farm approximately 400 times (am running out of animals) & spent twenty minutes wrestling with a stuffed bear. also, haruki may have just fallen in the toilet. hold on a second…
false alarm. he was merely trying to flood the ground floor. all systems normal.
hana has just figured out how to program songs on sumie’s electric piano. now she can call up old mcdonald whenever she likes. oh joy. 425 times. e-i-e-i-o. send more animals.
coming up, a fight about who gets to build things with the blocks from the square container & who gets to build things with the (identical) blocks from the round bucket. we must be almost at that part of the evening where everyone gets to call me an idiot for having the temerity to suggest it might be time to have a bath.
ah yes, we all like mum more than we like dad. life’s like that sometimes…
