Went to help dad with his new furnitures and what a surprise! Alexander, my dear brother, was here to. He had told me he was leaving for the weekend but I'm glad he stayed. I don't wanna say that my father and I don't talk much, but it's true. Since our parents decided to 'take a break' I don't feel like hanging around him anymore. I'm not mad at him, I mean, I'm old enough to understand that. And so is Lexy, but it's for the little one, Harry. He is too young. Dad is trying to make him forgive him but I don't think he will succeed. But Harry isn't that...focused? Yeah...well...our neighboor, Mr Abraham (weird name I know, Lexy calls him Bible) gave him a job: take his two dogs out twice a day. Those dogs are evil thought. They always have to jump on my legs.