In typical fashion for us, we ate dinner very late yesterday. Mary and I were over at Ben and Emily's enjoying a drink on the back porch. When we got back at 8, we discovered that Graham -- having driven back from Triangle Chess Club in Morrisville as he continues the renaissance ushered in by the late realization that a driver's license offers him wondrous new freedoms -- was out in the park hanging out with Jake.
By the time we finished dinner it was 9:45. Then we cleaned up before watching the last 35 minutes of the 1984 classic Repo Man (which held up pretty well, if not perfectly).
So at 10:40, as I was gathering my things to head upstairs for a pre-bedtime watching of sports highlights on YouTube, Graham came out and was measuring himself out a serving of fresh blueberries. Because, you see, a fruit serving must be eaten before dessert, especially if you don't eat many vegetables. He is a good boy.
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