Flat Stanley—he of the Flat Stanley enterprise—accompanied us on our trip to the big city this weekend. He had some pad thai and some flat rice noodles—of course—at our favorite noodle shop, and Olivia gave him some cover under the paper umbrella she purchased at a trinket shop in Chinatown.
Stanley moves on next via US Postal (although faxing must be another viable option?) to Michigan, where he’ll join my mom and dad in their lives of always busy semi-retirement.
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