Dawn, Mr. Johnson. It’s DAWN.
Yep. I’ve done this a few times. I can make her feel safe in her sleep.
This one isn’t funny. It’s just cute and relatable. And that’s good, too.
Ludwig slept at Gene’s feet his whole life. He knows who he is, and remembers him.
I don’t think Pop has much time left.
Mr. Jonson neglected the BEST use of lincoln logs: putting a green “shingle” piece across a log, and using it as a seesaw/catapault to launch logs across the room!
Oh. I see. Ok, kid. Why don’t we tip off again.
(And now Gene learns about Olden Dudes. We cheat.)
Nope.
All of them did. You can’t NOT.
No, she doesn’t think he’s competent, and will therefore hurt himself.
Yeah. Yeah we did. Ok, they weighed 3000 pounds, but the cool kids had ACCESS!!!
Dawn, Mr. Johnson. It’s DAWN.