Flying

We need a flying baby. Noa lives in California. So if Hollywood calls? And? Well, I have been cautioned and admonished! It’s funny because Jules mutters, “Keep her alive. Stay alive,” all the while I’m holding her up in the air? It makes sense. But I only dropped her (Jules) once! Right! Just once. I couldn’t lie my way out. She got a big black eye for/from it. Dave only dropped once too. He broke his collarbone. Umm, what was that about flying?