Here is Matilda, 2.5 seconds into her day at preschool and already covered up to the elbows in paint.
I browsed this book on a pass through our neighborhood bookstore one night. It was fascinating, in the train-wreck-can't-look-away sense.
When Porter is slumped down in the carrier while we are walking a cell phone pic is how I check to see if he's asleep yet.
Here's documentation of the two cops who stormed the park with their guns drawn to arrest a pedestrian walking by the playground yesterday. Enough to get the blood pumping a little bit. I somehow managed to get Matilda down off the play structure to sit in the sand with me without her freaking out to ask me why I was so panicky and insistent.
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