I'm sitting here trying to get through the hugely gigantic piles of papers, books, flyers, coupons, receipts and who-knows-what-else on my desk. Of course, most of it is trash but I must inspect it 43 times first and move it 37 times until it finally comes to rest in the recycle bag.
And the background music is not the television. It's not a video game. It's not the radio. It's Little Brother, singing a little Stream of Consciousness Song while he rummages in the Lego bin. Two kinds of imagination at work at once! It's amazing how four-year-olds can multitask like that.
I could listen to that sound all day.
And the background music is not the television. It's not a video game. It's not the radio. It's Little Brother, singing a little Stream of Consciousness Song while he rummages in the Lego bin. Two kinds of imagination at work at once! It's amazing how four-year-olds can multitask like that.
I could listen to that sound all day.
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