It’s no wonder. His mother is currently imprisoned in the attic bedroom, guarded by an invisible bug that has killed 5.32 million people* around the world (so far).
I pop a pillow on the floor, grab my cuddly sheep, and cover myself in my duvet (unless my temperature is going nuts and I’m too hot!) I lie down by the door and listen to the words. I am entranced by the rhythm, intonation, character he manages to impart with his eloquent, expressive style. Reading names like Gutierrez without so much as a hesitation! [He truly must be my child afterall].
9 days and frickin’ counting…
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