peanut butter
(Which is total bullshit, because I've babysat ugly babies before, and all that happens is that after an hour in their company I decide they are beautiful after all and that I was just too stupid to see it before.)
JZ, I love you too much. Oh, and I keep meaning to tell you and tell you, I read Chesterton's
Orthodoxy,
and saw so much of your way of thinking in his way of thinking (which made me love him even more than I would have, if I didn't know you).
Somebody did that to him, I think.
Everybody lies, especially child-abusing jackholes.
Let me do it...ain't got much to lose.
I broke my brain. I've got a note.
please send out find important papers ma~~ to matt
thinking about slobbiness- and the fact that I am less of one than i used to be. But someday I will die in paper flood.
But someday I will die in paper flood.
This is me too. Or possibly a book flood. I can't believe how much junk paper work I got rid of yesterday.
I wanted to drive out there and bitch slap Britney after the car seat fiasco. There were a couple of times when I've had to put my kids in a car seat where there was screaming, Owen scratching his face in frustration and (as a toddler) stiffening up and fighting me the whole time. I had people watching me and, I'm sure, empathizing or pitying me. But I took the time and did it even though it made us all completely miserable.
That driving down the freeway with a kid on your lap shit made me ballistic. I've yelled at people I've seen driving around town here with babies and toddlers out of car seats.
A six month old was killed in an accident here this morning. Apparently in a seat, though, but they're not sure that it was hooked up properly. This follows Sunday afternoon's death of a six year old (among others) playing in the park when people drag racing caused an accident that sent a car hurtling into the field.
Sometimes people suck.
In honor of Passover, may I offer this?
There were a couple of times when I've had to put my kids in a car seat where there was screaming, Owen scratching his face in frustration and (as a toddler) stiffening up and fighting me the whole time.
Putting a resisting kid in a car seat is not fun.