Preparing, pt. 10
Today it’s my turn to be ill, though, so far, my suffering has been less than Karin’s.
John-Paul: “Are you still infirm, dearest love?”
Karin: “No. I just have the residual coughing.”
John-Paul: “The residual coughing?”
Karin: “The coughing that goes on for two more weeks.”
We keep on acquiring furniture: today, we received a metal bookcase that used to belong to the public library. Karin has filled half of the shelves with cloth diapers.
She’s also rearranged our bedroom, bringing out the cardboard box that the newborn will sleep in, as well as the metal grate that will cover it to keep out Jasper and Ziva.
John-Paul: “Are you still infirm, dearest love?”
Karin: “No. I just have the residual coughing.”
John-Paul: “The residual coughing?”
Karin: “The coughing that goes on for two more weeks.”
We keep on acquiring furniture: today, we received a metal bookcase that used to belong to the public library. Karin has filled half of the shelves with cloth diapers.
She’s also rearranged our bedroom, bringing out the cardboard box that the newborn will sleep in, as well as the metal grate that will cover it to keep out Jasper and Ziva.
