When My Especial Lady Gets Tired

Theo: I just watched a new episode of *insert home decor show name here* and it was amazing. They did this kitchen up so nice. I want to get a kitchen in my window like on the show.

Braids: A kitchen in the window huh.

Theo: Ya and the bedrooms. when they redid those they looked so much more facious.

Braids: Oh more facious. Very nice.

Theo: Ya and what a deal the people got on their new home. They got the song for a house.

Braids: Wow the song for a house with facious bedrooms and a kitchen in the window. Sounds like a great deal.

Theo: Oh it totally was a great deal. *Pause and then turns beet red* You goof.

When I grow up...

Braids: Eat your carrots, hon.

Cassidy: Ok daddy I eat my carrots so I grow big like mommy?

Braids: Yes.

Cassidy: *cupping motion on chest* And I will grow breasts?

Braids: Yea sure.

Cassidy: Yea, I grow breasts like mommy and wear boulder shoulder holders.

*Mrs. Braids turns beat red*

Braids: Maybe not as big as mommy, kid. But, eat those carrots for sure if you want any chance at those puppies.

Oh no. Oh no no no.

Some friends from Toronto visited us recently and stayed 3 days fully enjoying themselves. When it came time to leave I drove our friend and her 5 yr old daughter to Hamilton to catch the GO train back to Toronto. As we neared the GO Centre in Downtown Hamilton we were treated to a grown man deficating on the sidewalk. You might think this is too gross a thing to post on the blog, but it wasn't the act that our dear friend and I were upset about. It was that our society completely underfunds mental health which this poor soul truly needed. Can anyone make a case for our health system in this instance? Go a little unbalanced temporarily and you never live it down. Be a little unbalanced for life and be mostly ignored.