‘Tis sunday here. Probably lots of places, come to think of it. Anyway, so far we have managed to: a) get up, dressed, fed, and to church. On time. b) clean the kitchen c) watch an episode of Smallville on DVD d) ride our bike to the store and get milk, pullups, and a pumpkin […]
Well, I still haven’t figured it out. I have the time and date set, and an alarm, so for now that’s good enough. But my daughter is fascinated. “Watch. Daddy.” All through breakfast. “Watch. Daddy.” And then she pokes it. It’s hard the numbers to read the numbers since it’s now covered in cinnamon roll […]
This morning, picking donuts: “I want one with the creme on top and red slime in it.” About chocolate milk: “It’s really candy and they squish all the guts out and make it into milk.” I am not making this up.