I packed a lunch box for myself tonight. Just leftover from dinner, nothing special, only that I haven’t done it for a long time.

I also found a new old book to read. A new old book is a book that I had started reading before but did not finish, so part of the book is still new. I have many new old books, today I picked out “the sound and the fury” by William Faulkner.

O is sound asleep. He had gotten into the habit of getting up in the middle of the night and come to the big bed to visit for a couple months now. He didn’t do it last night. Maybe because he was exhausted from the weekend trip to Nanjin. He climbed up some 300 stairs in Zhongshan Ling to visit Grandpa Sun. That is pretty good for a two year old. There are totally 392 stairs, he refused to climb the last strentch of some 40 steps - not that he ran out of fume, only that he doesn’t want to anymore.

I wonder whether he’d get up tonight.

The other day I asked him, “巧克力的英文是什么？”(What’s English for Chocolate?”

“Happy!” he said.

He likes chocolate.