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My little visit to Benedicte yesterday turned into a sleep over. There was just to much to catch up on, and it was so nice to talk even though darkness grew outside the window. When B asked if I rather would sleep over I felt that it was the right thing to do. Too tired to drive the 85 kilometers home in the dark anyway.
And it was so nice to be awaken early - 7:15 am - in the morning by the twin girls and to eat breakfast and chat some more 
But now I’m tired. The rest of this day I’ll tell you about tomorrow or something. Must.Sleep.Now!!
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