This morning in the early morning haze of just being awake, L was texting Ox about her conspiracy-type dream. Ox was texting back trying to reassure her that of course he would climb out the window with her during said make-believe conspiracy. From the just next to L came the a sleep-filled Peanut voice, "Bapa's eating the crackers out of my mouth."
Maybe we should let the boy spend time with other people...
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