“Daddy, what happens when stuff goes haywire for a goat?”
“Baaaad things”
“Daddy, what happens when stuff goes haywire for a goat?”
“Baaaad things”
His current level of obsession with Dungeons and Dragons has me worried that, any day now, I will have to sit through a Powerpoint presentation on wizards.
He has been developing his own fashion style, and it is something!
Unless one enjoys seven straight hours of Imagine Dragons, do not give an 11 year old his favorite record for Christmas.
“Daddy, what’s the po-po?”
He is currently grappling with the conundrum of what it would be like to live in a house that straddled two time zones.
No matter what the movie is, he can always think of a way it could be improved with explosions.
There I was, wide awake, bathed in a cold sweat, staring into the steely eyes of a blue stuffed platypus!
Due to their present depth on his bedroom floor, it would be quite possible to lie down and make a Lego angel.