after spending yesterday flat on the futon without enough energy to move, haruki bounced back to something approaching his usual self today. just in time for hana, sumie & myself to start coming down with it. hana in particular had a miserable day. not a happy camper.
huh? nothing to do with any of the above, but i just noticed it’s raining again.
revenge of the duck call — sensing that turnabout is fair play, haruki entertained himself this afternoon by repeatedly making loud quacking noises with his commemorative singapore duck tour whistle while hana was curled up in a whimpering ball on the futon.
that’ll teach her for trying to cheer him up yesterday by playing his favourite songs on the insanely loud toy piano.
& now i really should try to get some sleep before one or the other wakes up.