I must’ve spun a thousand of those ‘dodo the flea’-stories by now. Still he insists on a new one, come bedtime. And so I oblige, though secretly wondering how many further years I’ll need make this shit up. I’ll try to think of some everyday society-feature he’s probably not aware of, like, say, water and power, and spin the story around that – so he’ll get a basic grasp of society’s utilities. Other times it’s just covering the events of the day, trying to tie a knot on things. Well I hope he’ll appreciate the effort and that it somehow, someday, helps him. Seems to have boosted his imagination, for starters.