
NJ insisted on opening these containers himself. I thought he was going to hurt himself by the look on his face, the way he was shaking, and grunting. He got them open.
A friendly game of Chutes and Ladders. NJ went to bed a bit late, but once he was down Auntie and I stayed up to talk. I loved having the great conversation and catching up. What a sweet friendship we have.
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