Bill Johnston just lent me this book. It’s an autobiography of a cryptographer for the English during World War II. Very well written. I find that an autobiography gets an extra star the same way a singer/songwriter gets bonus points versus singers who don’t write.
Ethan whacked his mouth on the coffee table by accident while trying to hug Matthew. He actually hit his lip and tooth, and I am worried he might lose the tooth. He has a fat lip. When I saw it, Katie pointed at him and laughed, saying, “Fat Head! Fat Head! Ethan is a Fat Head! HA HA HA HA HA” Ok, well that isn’t exactly what happened. (Love you honey! heh. uhh.) No really, Im kidding. Damnit, where is the delete button? Help!
Anyway, they love the new bunkbeds. I remember sleeping in them when I was a kid. And Uncle Daniel. Time flies, I guess.