So what can I tell you | allconsuming
It’s 5.17, raining and pitch black. The house is completely silent except for Oscar occasionally coughing up a lung and then continuing his quest to grind those massive horse-like teeth down to more acceptable stumps.I’m up and awake because I fell asleep putting Jasper to bed (again) last night and Grover didn’t wake until 4.18 … Continue reading "So what can I tell you"