Fatherhood

Arwyn makes a regular habit of asking “can kids say” whatever word, such as “suck,” “annoying,” and others.  Most of the time, it’s how you use it that’s the issue, but now and then I think she intentionally tries sliding one in just because she thinks she can get away with saying it, if she’s just asking if she can say it.  Belated warning:  Kid logic may cause brain aneurysms.  As for Flynn, this is the first time he’s ever done anything like this, and I’m thinking he ate something that didn’t agree with him, so he took it out on the rug.  Better than doing it on the carpet, by far, but not the way I want to start my day.

I’m wearing a brand new shirt that I bought from Ruth Thompson’s booth at the Michigan Renaissance Festival in September.  It’s titled Flame Blade, and features a fiery dragon that looks frickin’ amazing close up, and I highly recommend checking out Ruth’s work.  Arwyn’s shirt, meanwhile, has a cat doing yoga positions while complaining about them (“Downward DOG?!”), but looking cute just the same.