Fatherhood

Running a little late, this week, which I blame entirely on the hell known as renovations.

Anyway, Kia hasn’t quite equated sippy cup nozzles with bottles, yet, so she’s not really sure what to do with them and, hey, when in doubt, nom!  And, yes, she did indeed dump water on me… and felt no guilt whatsoever.  I’m pretty sure it was the plan all along.

I’m wearing my Robotech shirt, which is cleverly disguised as a wet towel by the third panel.  Kiandra is wearing a purple, corduroy dress, while Stacy has one her purple shirt of hypnotic sparkliness.