Today was my first day of school, and thus I spent the morning hugging and how-was-your-summering and feeling moderately smug superiority directed at the panicked 1Ls milling about. And all through the day, his face flickered in and out of my field of vision, bright brief flashes, the Northern Lights across the expanse of my…
Does My Butt Look Big in These Pants?
The ones whose seat I am flying by the . . . seat . . . of . . . um. So I was thinking about that expression today on a long car trip back from another family mini vaca (this time to my parents’ place in TN). Why do we say this? Flying by…
Eh-Wa! Chup-up! Where Are You!
And with an abrupt and unpleasant Monday, we return to our regularly scheduled programming from a fabulous week at the beach with The Professor’s Parents and The Professor’s Sister and The Niece. I’ll go ahead and reveal that we call these folks D.D. (or DeeDee, not sure how it should be spelled – deciding grandparental…
Golden
He gives me the side-eye, a sneaky wicked grin. I am in for it. A few seconds later, he makes a beeline for my chair, sloshing most of the water out of his cup before he reaches me, a small mercy. He aims for my shoes but hits me square in the lap, splashing his…
Look at me, squeezing in another entry
I also wanted to say that you have just recently started having your animals act things out. Since the bulk of your language is still nonsense, we can’t understand what’s going on, but you are so expressive and emotive that lots of times I can sort of get the gist. Usually the alligator is eating…