The other afternoon, the power went out. It was out from 4:30 to about 7:30. So we all climbed into bed together and read by flashlight. First, I read two books that Whit’s godmother sent to the kids all the way from Beijing. Then everybody read their own books. I generally hate when the power is out but this was about as good as it gets.
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