waiting this morning for the train...
waiting for a bus in copenhagen...
looking at the canal, walking to the immigration attorney's office (the one i'll do some volunteer work for)...
walking back along the canal, to the train station...
waiting for the train...
writing my words (no picture of that, but you can imagine a computer).
peeling and chopping up this, to be turned into soup...
picking up the guys (again no picture), listening to music with them, and loving how excited henry gets when it comes on... he just turns around in circles.
turning that peeled and chopped celeriac into soup, along with some fennel and pumpkin, rice, and chick peas. henry picked out the spices-- salt, pepper, chili powder, curry powder, nutmeg, and cumin. eating it, of course.
having a fire ready for two guys getting out of a bath. "hire!" says henry.
watching william draw an advent calendar before bed...
"this one is about christmas in italy. in italy they go and get the presents from santa."
"this one is about christmas in england. santa delivers the presents in the morning there. and they all celebrate by eating french toast, which they call [insert made up word that i can't remember] because it's in another language."
planning that tonight i will finish 'to catch a thief' and find out who the 'cat' is.
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