"Sleepy?" I asked my droopy-eyed baby boy lounging near the speaker.
He tried not to look annoyed at my interruption. "No," he answered. "Sibelius. No. 4."
"OK, then," I apologized and sat quietly to share the music.
8.09.2020
August 9, 2020
White Dog wagged at her brother across the room. "Good answer," she chortled after the exchange between Roman and myself.
It had been a long week; everyone was all for an Easy Sunday.
"Sleepy?" I asked my droopy-eyed baby boy lounging near the speaker.
He tried not to look annoyed at my interruption. "No," he answered. "Sibelius. No. 4."
"OK, then," I apologized and sat quietly to share the music.
"Sleepy?" I asked my droopy-eyed baby boy lounging near the speaker.
He tried not to look annoyed at my interruption. "No," he answered. "Sibelius. No. 4."
"OK, then," I apologized and sat quietly to share the music.
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