It's SO sunny. It's lovely. I know it's not meant to be but the sun feels good.
Our friend Dave got kneed in the head in football and has lost some teeth and ... dislocated his palate... vomit. I want to make him something nice but of course he's in a jaw splint and on liquids. Cupcake smoothie? Maybe not.
Beware, sporty people. It's what you get.
It's not time for this yet. But it's pretty.
Update! Baby art history: when I saw this I wondered if she looked a bit dead.But I decided she just looked abandoned to the sunshine. Then Bodhi saw it and said: look at the mommy... the golden one... big pause...she's broken. Then he said he thought her arm looked broken. I know about art therapy for kids, but infant art analysis could be interesting too...
6 comments:
lovely???
i just have to tell you the same what i told mini-santiago:
not its not lovely..its global warming..its the fucking apocalypse....
I know, I know. It's still cold, if it makes you feel any better.
Oh Jeez, poor Dave!! I can't help but wonder what happens if one throws up while wearing a jaw brace? Ew.
Days like today weatherwise are amazing for keeping the spirits up... I adore springy weather.
Jesus, Kate!
Bleh!
I love this:
"Beware, sporty people. It's what you get."
I love the art analysis.
I think you should do weekly installments with Bodhi. I want more!
I was watching Midsomer Murders earlier when my 2 year old walked past and asked: "Is the lady having a nice sleep in the grass?" Quite.
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