On the topic of nicknames, my work associates know my online handle and purposely butcher it as "peyote".

It occasionally necessitates explanations to some people that overhear us talk.
 
The day care provider told me yesterday that Jet was in a fight with another, older boy.

Apparently they calmed down with out intervention but the older boy was upset...and Jet was feeling guilty. So Jet said "Let me show you my love!"

And kissed the boy on the mouth.

The staff apparently got a kick out of it, the boy not so much, I think it's funny...but it may be time to talk about personal space. :p
 
The day care provider told me yesterday that Jet was in a fight with another, older boy.

Apparently they calmed down with out intervention but the older boy was upset...and Jet was feeling guilty. So Jet said "Let me show you my love!"

And kissed the boy on the mouth.

The staff apparently got a kick out of it, the boy not so much, I think it's funny...but it may be time to talk about personal space. :p
It could have been worse...

It could have been time for that boy to see his TRUE POWER.
 
So I joined OK Cupid. There are some hilariously insane people on there. Big fan of "i hat typos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and the girl whose profile detailed that she wants a white baby, so black people need not apply.​
Lovely. So glad I joined.​
 
So I joined OK Cupid. There are some hilariously insane people on there. Big fan of "i hat typos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" and the girl whose profile detailed that she wants a white baby, so black people need not apply.​
Lovely. So glad I joined.​

I don't think anyone who's successfully used a dating site like OK Cupid is going to lie... there is a LOT of crap to sift through to find a possible match. Real crappy crappity crap crap.
 
This baby sitting in front of me on the bus drooled all over my bag. This kid was like a fountain of drool. I don't know why I didn't mind; I was too busy trying to pantomime that she shouldn't put her mouth on the handrail. She didn't get it--just kept staring at me and drooling. Cute baby though.
 
This baby sitting in front of me on the bus drooled all over my bag. This kid was like a fountain of drool. I don't know why I didn't mind; I was too busy trying to pantomime that she shouldn't put her mouth on the handrail. She didn't get it--just kept staring at me and drooling. Cute baby though.

Probably teething. My sons created more drool than I thought physically possible when they were teething.
 
That's... special. It's kind of understandable, for a country that small, where so many people are related. Still... special.
 
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