This is the conversation that transpired while we were washing dishes tonight.
Nora: What are those?
Mommy: Those are hemostats. They're Daddy's. Don't touch them.
Nora: Those are Daddy's peni-sacks?
Mommy: Hemostats.
Nora: Peni-sacks.
Mommy: Hemostats.
Nora: Peni-sacks?
Mommy: Hemostats.
Nora: Peni-stacks? Are they scissors?
Mommy: Yes. Yes, they are scissors.
"So throw away those Lamentations,
We both know them all too well.
If there's a Book of Jubilations,
We'll have to write it for ourselves.."
-Josh Ritter
We both know them all too well.
If there's a Book of Jubilations,
We'll have to write it for ourselves.."
-Josh Ritter
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
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