Partners-in-crime.

There's this classic thing that my Pa always does.

Make a show of leaning over and telling us how cute my mummy is when she approaches from far away, like towards the car, and then giggle together with us when she reaches, making her feel we're laughing at her.





Good thing my mum is also the what-I-don't-know-won't-hurt-me kind of girl.
I got that from her, damn.

I'm going to try sleeping somemore.

Bye.