Category: Everyday Mayhem

It was in that moment I realized that her imagination and ingenuity could really be used for good or bad. Legal or illegal, if you will. A real future in the fake ID business.

Not allowed to be there. So she’s just gonna pretend she doesn’t see me, seeing her. Clever. Ish.

Once upon a time. And also, yesterday. Or so it feels. Scoring a “kid cart” at the grocery store always felt like winning the lottery. Limited supply. Every kid wanted one. And while I can see that they could be a bit of a liability (hello child ramming their cart…

Every now and then at home, she pours a bit of coffee for herself and adds a bit of oat milk. No sugar.

It’s a helluva front yard. She’s a helluva(n) athlete. But yeah, that’s a tennis ball. Because new house, new windows. And I took one of those line drives to the shin, so I know what kind of damage an actual baseball would do. It seems as though my reflexes have…

Today was a very good day. Dose 1 of 2. Cheers to science. And those who believe in it.