Today we visited a children's play centre called "Loghouse" (well, it was a loghouse). Vimme liked it, though first, when I turned my back, he climbed too high and saw up there a woman with an eye patch and got so scared that he just screamed. Once he got over that shock he ran around like little boys do. When we got back home I remembered that I didn't bring a ball back inside. Vimme threw one out of a window. Damn - and I told the ladies that I will. I hope we'll be welcome there again in spite of that.
A Running Boy.
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