I can’t believe it’s already the end of January. I’ve failed at reading one book a month, but I did read five books in the last few weeks of December, so if I count those, I don’t need to read another book til May, haha.
Today’s Lily’s 23rd birthday. When I was little, I’d make words that have the “c” sound, like in “cat,” sound like “t’s,” so “cat” would be “tat.” Lily and I laughed about when we were a little older, so somewhere along the line, we started calling each other “tousin” instead of “cousin.” So happy birthday Tousin!
Good night January. It’s been real.