A quick sketch of the complexity of people. The boychild and I were at a stationary supply store this morning, getting the nicest congratulations on completing Kindergarten/ congratulations on starting preschool gifties I know to give these kids: spiffy little hardback notebooks and fresh felt-tipped pens with which to fill
What’s wrong with this picture? The smiling kid. Okay he looks like he’s smirking, but that’s because he was watching funny cartoon figures doing the Cabbage Patch, and he thought they were kind of phoning in their performance. Never have I seen a first dental visit go smoother, except in
Compare with Squash goatee, of about a year and a half ago, for a quickie blast from the past. Double his lifetime later, he’s so sophisticated now. So debonair. So — hey! Is that a stinky diaper I smell?