I like to talk to Noah when I tell him good night when I go up to
bed, and he's already sleeping. Or at least, I did like to, until last
night...
He said, "Tu veux me dire que si je te cuis à la poêle
il ne va rien se passer ?"
[You mean to tell me that if I cook you in a
pan, nothing will happen?]
I'm not sure I slept a wink all night.
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