Ok, so I’m reminded of the hordes of white mice you used to keep in your room and how at the time I thought they were the coolest and I begged my mom to let me get white mice and she told me no and I was so sad and now I think about having hordes of white mice in my house and my answer would be no too and this is the world’s longest run-on sentence but I’m too lazy for punctuation tonight. Lovely drawing though.
Ok, so I’m reminded of the hordes of white mice you used to keep in your room and how at the time I thought they were the coolest and I begged my mom to let me get white mice and she told me no and I was so sad and now I think about having hordes of white mice in my house and my answer would be no too and this is the world’s longest run-on sentence but I’m too lazy for punctuation tonight. Lovely drawing though.
Hordes meaning three, I guess, because that’s all we ever had that I recall. But yeah, my mom was permissive in ways I never would be as a parent!
Helps to have a science teacher for a parent… :-)
In my memory it was many, many more. Funny how things seem bigger in my memory. :)