Well, I guess it was worth numbering as triple digits after all! I’ve somehow managed to stick with this (and keep up with it) through a full one hundred strips. I hope that they’ve been educational… but I doubt it. […]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Off switches are probably the most valuable thing that you can find on your child; they allow you to get back to bed faster. Unfortunately, they tend to only work for a limited time… or maybe you have to catch[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
That’s right, Kia sensed a disturbance in the Force – felt the wibbly-wobbliness of timey-wimey stuff as it was distorted – and was awakened by it. Between her natural connection with such things, her ability to melt hearts with a[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Sometimes I’ll get on a groove with a subject and just keep babbling until it gets truly absurd. Fortunately, there’s people like Stacy and Jen who think that such silliness is funny. 😉 Some liberties were taken with this conversation[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yeah, I confused Stacy, so what else is new? ;P I have ongoing conversations like this with Kia all the time. Why? Well, if she’s talking, it’s only polite to answer, right? Besides, I figure it’ll help her with learning[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
So, we were waiting at a light on our way to visit my mom when I looked over at the funeral home that’s been there my entire life (it’s not actually named “Smith’s,” obviously). The sign said “Funeral Home and[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yay! We survived the first year! And Stacy kept telling Kia that I wouldn’t survive to her first birthday. Hah, I say! Hah! And I didn’t break the baby, either! It’s been a year of discovery and amazement for all[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Yes, she asked me at least three times within ten minutes, so I had to mess with her. Was it worth it? Heck, yeah! I spent the next five minutes giggling while she practiced her backswing. She likes to mix[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Seriously, I dream of the day. … Not much else to say about it, except that I do a pretty creepy “mweeheehee” myself. Another shirt picked up at Christmas, this time from my brother-in-law. It says “Non-flammable? Challenge accepted.” Why? […]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Not that I have any room to complain; I contemplate my navel far more often than I really should. What can I say, it’s a fascinating navel. Wasn’t there a Village People song about it? /7 In the navel… you[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…