Fatherhood

Play-Doh is awesome stuff – I loved it when I was a kid, too – but it’s only as a parent that you realize just how much of a mess you can make with the stuff.  Little bits and pieces falling off or getting stuck on stuff, then ending up on their elbows, the floor… I swear I had to sweep three times to get it all picked up, and I’m fairly certain that there’s still more lurking around.  I’m sure that Grandma D would confirm that they’re not as bad as Light Bright pegs… but they’re up there!

I’m wearing my Fallout 4 hoodie – which is one of the brightest shirts I own – and Stacy’s wearing her Celtic knotwork Mjolnir shirt – which is one of the… er… hammeriest shirts she owns.  … Anyway!  Kia’s shirt has a very trippy elephant face on it, and Arwyn’s shirt is decorated with a giant bow on the shoulder.  And if anyone is thinking that Kia’s hands are in a very awkward position… you’re right, but it’s the one that she actually stood still in.  I don’t explain ‘em, I just raise ‘em.