Archive for August, 2011
Today, I am wearing a pink shirt. Thinking I would take the time with Nathan to practice our colors, I asked him what color my shirt was.
“PANK!” he said in a very, very Southern drawl.
You have learned well, my son. You have learned well.
My little guy has a bit of a cold that he’s (almost) passed on to me. I say almost because I woke up at 5:30 this morning with a really sore throat. Only that was not okay. You see, I have big plans this weekend with a friend of mine, so getting sick is absolutely not an option. So what am I doing about this sore throat? Well, I am willing my sore throat to go away. I am imagining that my antibodies are ninja-like warriors armed with grenade launchers and .50 cal machine guns, and the sore-throat germs are measly little peons wielding dull butter knives. Mind over matter, my friends. Let’s see who wins this.
This article is totally awesome! I’m so glad to see people standing up for people who are bullied. I personally loathe bullies, and I think that we as Americans have become way too complacent when it comes to bullying. Kudos to this photographer. The world needs more people like her! Imagine if we ALL took a stand when we saw someone being bullied…
Nathan has a stuffed-animal kitty named Butterscotch. Only he can’t say Butterscotch, so he calls him “Butter Stick.” Imagine my confusion the first time he said, “Butter Stick pweese?”