After work I made the drive to the post office to pick up mail. I ordered a t-shirt and knew it should be there because I got an email survey. There are some loose threads that look like the sewing machine may have had a problem. Before answering the survey I want to actually put it on, just in case something else is weird. I can take care of the threads myself if everything else is good.
After dinner Z and Gideon had a conversation about the Constitutional Amendments. I don't remember how this all started, but I listened and commented occasionally while I did the dishes. Listening to an eight year old be interested in the US government is my happy for today.
The t-shirt design.
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Don't touch your face.
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