Notes

Saturday: The fish at the store enthralled Bernadette. Never, in her whole life, had she seen anything like them swimming about in their tank.

Sunday: This morning's object of fascination: Slinky. Bernadette looked at it. She touched it. She talked to, or about it (I don't have the full translation, so I'm unclear of her sentiments).

Jumping on the bed is more fun than brushing teeth.