Wednesday, December 15, 2004

There is a giraffe in my bedroom. It's two meters tall, made of wood, and it's mum's christmas present. Getting it home was fun - walking along Glenferrie Road, me with the neck and head and Aidan with the bum and legs.

Aidan has been useful tonight. I am documenting this, as it may never happen again. He found the giraffe, he rubbed my back, he reminded me to put the towels in the dryer, and he's currently washing the dishes.

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