I wish Hayden could type so he could just write this blog for me. Between dealing with plumbing problems, 106 degree heat with a 1979 AC system, and a kid who is sick every 11.2 days, I am out of words. It’s time for Tuesday’s List, dear readers.
I’d appreciate another sandwich.
I’ve been waiting out here since November.
He’s floating up, up, up to put sequins in the sky where the star was to make it brilliant and light the way.
It’s our problem freeze, philosophyyyyy, acuna matata!
If we wait patiently some techno might come on.
When I put on these goggles everything looks like a sculpture.
This train track doesn’t go enough places! I want it to go all the way to the front door!
I’m never speaking to you again!
But I don’t like zucchini! You even said so!
Well, I don’t have to listen to you because Daddy is older than you! And Daddy is the king!
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Ps. Everybody knows that I am actually older than Daddy, and certainly hold ranking as the queen of this family.