Fatherhood

Not that Kia’s ever really caught on to the concept of personal space (we’ve been fighting that battle since she could walk), but you’d think that she could find a better place to read.  All that humidity is bad for the book, anyway, right?  Hey, whatever works to redirect her.  ;P

My shirt claims “I’m not crazy, my mother had me tested.”  Considering the source, though, I’m not sure it can be trusted.  Kia’s showing off the last hurrah of summer, with a green tank-dress covered in ladybugs.  I miss summer already.  Stupid cold weather.