.::still blinking::.

I have hauled Gentry’s mattress into my room so that he will stop jumping on my bed while I fold the laundry. My room has become a small three ring circus. There is running and jumping and hiding and throwing of small squishy balls.

We also have Charlotte’s Web playing. Fern’s mother is concerned about her daughters best friends being a pig, sheep, and other farm animals. She has taken her concerns to the town doctor. Dr. Dorian. He replies, “There is a name for her condition, sadly it is one she will outgrow. Childhood.”