I just don't like that there's something called Insane Clown Sanctum near me that doesn't need any other address. Like, everybody should already know where that is?
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Pretty sure if you don't know where it is, you don't want to go to the event.
Or, they don't want you to go. Maybe it's that one.
I feel like Insane Clown Sanctum is the setting of a low-budget horror movie where a group of teens dare each other to go inside at midnight.
Dana, I saw where one child has already died of the flu.
Someone tell me not to scream at random strangers on Twitter about flu.
I could yell at people about the flu on Twitter, but instead I'm going to attend a talk on what's on my San Francisco ballot so I know how to vote on all these propositions.
Or, they don't want you to go. Maybe it's that one.
That's....kind of reasssuring?
I often gave mac 2-3 choices for dinner and if he refused all he could get himself cold cereal or fruit, but that was at age 6 and older.
For those looking to dress for the season, I saw a dress in the window of the local H&M. It's a black t-shirt type dress, with long sleeves, and it had a skeleton painted on it (ribs, spine, pelvis arm bones, thigh bones since it was knee length) with flowers painted on the bones, kind of Day of the Dead sugar skull type decoration (although no actual skull).
My mother would often offer me cereal if I didn't eat, and then my grandparents would ruin it by coming over and making me a frittata. ltc would choose cereal every time, so I'm hesitant to start that at this age. I read somewhere that some kids need to try things 20 times before they develop a taste for it. So, I make her at least try everything on the plate.