The girlettes say they are independent but really I am their indispensable valet, in Jeeves like fashion.
They don’t give orders, oh no, they just exert subtle doll desires, such as to unpack their raincoats so they could go play on the rainy doorstep this morning…
bink is taking me to the grocery this morning to buy everything—the only thing I moved with is coffee. I want an all-fresh start, even a new broom.A clean sweep for my new independence!
