Wednesday, November 20, 2002

We had dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory tonight. Harper had applesauce, which she hates. It was funny, though, because she asked for a bite of it, so I gave it to her, and she promptly spit it out. Her reaction after that was to say that it was good. She's funny.

Saren wanted to marry the hostess. And was saying how she was disappointed that when she grew up she wouldn't be able to. (Never did find out her reasoning behind that one.)

I read the 3rd chapter of Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone aloud to Saren tonight.

Oh, and I'm not gonna have myself deleted from the WD. Sorry to disappoint. [wink]

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