Stayed awake with one brother and Kelsey, who is up for Thanksgiving, until they got tired. Silly children. Haven’t laughed so much in a long time. Ok, maybe yesterday.
Daniel (the silent 16-year-old): I usually fast and pray and then get advice before I even talk, but with her (he shakes his head, just thinking of the absent girl) I get so hyper. Why is it that you can never reach your full potential when you especially want to?
Kelsey: I don’t know, dude. (she flounces around in her pyjammas. Daniel turns his face away until he can only half-see her.)
Daniel (squinting): you’re less tempting this way (he falls over backwards from lack of balance).
Bess (who has taken the bed in the room assigned to the girls, where we happen to be): I’m trying to sleep, you guys.
Daniel: so where do we go?
(good question: even the living room contains sleeping people)
Katie: the bathroom.
(we troop in, the three of us, and decide to amuse ourselves using liquid eyeliner on Daniel, who protests, but concedes it makes him look like he has been fighting)
Daniel: maybe it’s a good thing we don’t reach our full potential when we want to.
Daniel (gesturing to mirror): because it could be that.