It’s fine. I baby proofed that table with some turpentine.
My little baby Bobo, innocent and perfect in every possible way.
On behalf of all her classmates who probably whittled down seven pencils each trying to figure out that math problem.
Just one of the many items in her impressive arsenal.
One tiny exchange that exemplifies what it is like to live with this kid.
When I get called into the principal’s office for this I will become yet another cautionary tale.
For the child who will look at the word “blue” and say, “That spells ‘waffle with syrup.’”
Perhaps the most wonderful day of the year for this dog.
There may be more Play-Doh paraphernalia under the tree tonight along with a giant bag of coal and a scrolling list of chores.
This ornament is going to make my friend Leah so goddamn happy. Better than a gif of a naked baby bear dancing to the Bee Gees.