More like Poor Daycare. One of her teachers was trying to change her and hold her still. Em slapped her hand and said "NO!"

That's nothing. Wait until she starts squirming and rolling over to escape with a poopy diaper half-way off. *sigh*

We're getting SNOW here. SNOW before Halloween. We didn't have a spring and now we barely had a fall. I'm displeased.

Maria - Those pictures are fantastic. You are just beautiful.

I'm lying? What am I lying about?

It's 65 in Minneapolis right now and will stay that way until at least next Tuesday. Anyone who says differently is LYING!

Small-amount-of-damage-ma for Laura! I hope the power gets back on quickly and everyone is safe and sound.

Maria, I echo everyone elses's comments, but I will add I love the dancing pictures, especially #1301. looks like so much fun! wheeee!

t does the girly dinner night dance

What? It's a thing.

Hec, you want I should come straight home and not futz with overtime?

Yes, please. And if you could print out one more Dark Cabaret mix list too that'd be helpful.

I got you fancy mushroom soup for dinner.

Emmett's doing Legos. I've started our fourth dub of Slings and Arrows (I think the Rio package needs one). Then we can do the Somerville edition.

Maria, your bouquet is one of the prettiest I think I've seen.

Well, obviously, I'm doing some overtime, but I'm leaving as soon as this one stupid task is done.

Mutter-grumble rassenfrassen state budget cuts causing fragging staff cuts causing remaining skeleton staff at many agency offices to struggle through the bare minimum possible and flop everything in my lap, causing me to spend an entire DAY setting up drafts for ONE LOUSY CLINIC.

::sends death-glare Sacramento-ward::

And I'm a horrid slacker. Sparky, I'm so sorry and horrified for your nephew! And re the asshole bully who did it, ITA with everyone who said "Huh. Wonder where he could've learned that," and I have this depressing horrid feeling that when he gets suspended or expelled or whatever, the lovely folks at home who taught him everything he knows about human interaction are going to punish him so more, thereby providing him another valuable lesson about fuck knows what.

In my experience, the only thing that ever worked to stop bullying was responding with enough violence to make it more trouble than it was worth.

When I was in 9th grade, I had trouble with a bully who kept sneaking up behind me in the hallway and knocking my books out of my hand when he caught me with my guard down.

One day I let the books fly, spun around on the spot, grabbed his shirt in both hands and slammed him against the wall and held him there. I looked him in the eyes and said, "Stop. Doing. That."

He stopped. Heh.

I suspect Owen is starting to resemble me more than his father.

I still can't believe how cold it's supposed to be tomorrow.

Just thinking about dealing with bullies makes my stomach queasy.