It’s Just a Folder, Right?
Buddha is starting the 1st Grade tomorrow. This past week has been spent making sure he has everything he needs for school this year: clothes, haircut, supplies, etc. Among the supplies purchased were two folders.
One folder was a Spider-Man folder. Pretty safe. His other folder, however... . He was so excited when he saw the Pirates of the Caribbean box of folders, he went and grabbed the only kind they had left.
The problem?
It's not so much a Pirates folder as it is an Orlando-Bloom-trying-to-look-sultry folder. I had to fight the urge to accidentally ruin this folder, forcing Buddha to choose something else.
Now, I know (or at least I am telling myself that I know) that Buddha simply sees a character from the movie and not the, well, alternative. And he did come home with a Spider-Man folder and an X-Men backpack. That helps, right?
Right?
Shirt vs. Bib Part 2
Hey, did you know that when Tiger's Blood Snowie comes up in bowl after bowl of gooey puke, it maintains its bright red color?
Well, it does.
Now ask me how I know.
Shirt vs. Bib
As we left the baseball game today, Daughter v2.0 had pants drenched in lemon-lime Snowie (a snow cone type deal) and Daughter v1.0 had bright red Tiger's Blood Snowie all down the front of her shirt. I used to care a lot about my kids getting dirty while eating. I would constantly try to keep them clean. This is, of course, a losing battle.
I would like to think that my kids take after me with their eating habits, because as my wife will tell you, I am not the cleanest of eaters. 9 out of 10 times I will take a bit of the restaurant's offerings home with me on my shirt.
So, I would like to say that my kids take after me.
Truth is, I eat like a three year old.