This cute little doll had been dressed in a knitted blue romper. I went a little overboard but couldn’t resist this outfit, especially since it’s hard to find clothes for boy dolls and this was the last available set.
I pretty much goofed off today. Found a copy of the loan agreement with Greylock, which has been on my mind. Paid an invoice from the Town. Caught up with the end of Whitechapel.
Ron made brownies but forgot the egg, so they came out like a cross between fudge and pudding cake.
As I was dressing the doll, Ron said in a little kid voice “I don’t want to live in Texas.” It came out of nowhere and destroyed me, couldn’t stop laughing.