Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Behind closed doors
Put Chloe down. The birds are chirping in the trees (only proverbially, in reality the home-made bike engines are belching in the streets), the sun is warming the curtains, all is well.
WhaBAM!!
The whiny sounds for the last half hour may have sounded like "I refuse to sleep" bark, but we enter to find that they were baby Bruce Lee sounds while she practiced her kung fu.
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