Fatherhood

Seriously, it was getting a little depressing to watch them climbing the walls in search of escape from their prison.  I mean, it was cool to watch them work for the first week or two, because they were building tunnels, and actually seemed to have some strategy to how they did it, but I really felt sorry for the little buggers.  And Stacy’s suggestion to end their pain?  A magnifying glass.  Yeesh.  At least let them die before you cremate them.  I’m sure they already thought that they were facing the antpocolypse, they didn’t need the wrath of the gods against them, too.  Yes, I could rant on this for a good, long time.  Should’ve heard the stories I was telling Stacy about how the last survivor would be.  ;P

Aaaaanyway, I’m wearing my AD&D ampersand shirt, Stacy’s wearing her yin-yang cats, and the girls are both sporting butterflies; Kia’s is pretty easy to see, even with the leopard-print, while Arwyn’s is just on the pocket, but it’s there!