Doesn't the dog look exactly like Benedict Cumberbatch??
It's a shame it's not with a hedgehog instead of an owl.
Overheard a sad conversation in the pharmacy. Two girls were out with someone who wasn't their primary caretaker--sounded like grandma, maybe. Upon hearing she could get *two* things, one of the girls (maybe 7?) rushed and grabbed a ball, about volleyball sized.
"No, not that!"
"You said two things! This is my second thing!"
"Isn't that Batman?"
"Yes..."
"I thought you liked princesses? What happened to princesses?"
"Nothing. But I want this too."
"No."
She did also later urge them to be skinny. The older one couldn't have been 13 yet.
My ex-team is slacking SO hard with boss and manager out of the office. They disappear for hours at a time during the day, come in late, leave early, and spend the rest of the time on the phone in Hindi while they surf ESPN.com, etc.
"I thought you liked princesses? What happened to princesses?"
"Turns out, Gramma, that Batman KICKS ALL THE PRINCESSES' ASSES!"
Whatever. Princess Leia carries a blaster.
She did also later urge them to be skinny. The older one couldn't have been 13 yet.
The forces start early. My twins are in the three-year-old classroom at the university daycare. When I dropped them off this morning the teachers had a stack of cardboard folded "bricks" out. My boys and two girls ran over and started building a brick road to walk on. When the teacher saw them she ran over and said "Children, you can't walk on those blocks, they are made of cardboard and you are too heavy. You will squash them!"
One of my sons turned to me, beaming, and said "Daddy I getting heavy!" and his brother said "No!, me heavy, me very heavy!" and he took a muscle-man stance to illustrate.
Meanwhile, the two girls were looking at the teacher with tears in their eyes. One of them said "I not heavy, I NOT heavy, I NOT HEAVY!"
Where do these little information processors get this at age three?
Whatever. Princess Leia carries a blaster.
Pretty sure Batman is prepared for that. He has kryptonite, just in case Superman goes evil. Or, I don't know, just to fuck with Superman.
Now I want to read some Batman / A New Hope crossover.
I desperately wanted a fireplace last week when Dylan brought home his "fitness report card" so he could watch me burn it.
(It basically just listed his BMI and then some bullshit about Yay your kid isn't fat, good for you, parent of a non-fat kid! Here are some tips on making sure your kid never gets fat which would be terrible! I'm paraphrasing, but that was the gist. It was such a load of horseshit.)
Now I want to read some Batman / A New Hope crossover.
It's gotta be out there. Fic exists for everything. (Tim had a dream the other night that Ollie from "Arrow" turned into a Bigfoot. I told him congratulations, his brain was writing fic while he sleeps.)
I don't know what y'all are teaching your kids, but in my household, Princess Leia and Batman are on the same side.
