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Month: September, 2010

Thought.

All we need is some cider and donuts and we’d have ourselves a Mountain Day. Notice that I didn’t mention the need for nerdy boys singing. James has got us covered.

Annoyance.

I have to blow dry her hair. And she’s one. If this is a sign of what’s to come, I’d say we’re screwed on the hair maintenance front.

Sunshine.

I know it’s supposed to be a photo of Sunny, but right now, these trees, this view, this season are my sunshine.

Annoyance.

Have I mentioned that she can run? Yeah, well, she’s the speed of a drunk road runner.

Thought.

Auntie Kimmy’s the best.

Obsession.

Fall in Williamstown.

Annoyance.

Those floral board shorts James chose to wear in public, in the Berkshires, in September. He’s now threatening to where them on the day he drops Sunny off for her first day of high school. Sorry, Addison, you share those genes.

Sunshine.

My budding truck driver. Man does she love trucks. But it sounds the same as her word for yuck and duck. Little kids are so confusing.

Thought.

This play park is epic. And that little boy is scrappy and annoying. And now I’m going to be sent from purgatory to hell. Screw you, after life. THIS is why I don’t believe in you.

Obsession.

The slide. Which she goes up and down, and up and down like she’s some grown-up, autonomous person. I have a heart attack every time. Which means I’m writing this from purgatory. The place where atheists who die of slide-induced heart attacks go when they can still write blog posts.