I finished Tinker’s mobile. There are thirty butterflies, two different sizes. The butterflies were already cut out in plywood. I have no idea what I originally bought them or the bamboo hoops for, but I know the two projects were not connected.
I asked [...] whether he thought Tinker would appreciate any of the things I have made for him or her or whether he or she will even know that I exist. [...] says that Tinker will develop profound lepidopterophobia and require extensive psychotherapy, during which he or she will have lengthy and in-depth conversations about his or her Auntie Goldfish. So he or she will definitely know I exist.
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