When getting ready for bed one night (with my 8-year-old sister), I turned on the ceiling fan. I immediately had second thoughts, which I expressed to her, since the fan was so loud (not to mention energy inefficient).
She assured my everything would be all right by suggesting "Just think of it as a lullaby. woo--ooo--wooo--ooo--woo"
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Sweet Dreams
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