qotd, shit taco
in praise of the harvest. with bonus weiner


Heh, heh, heh!

This reminds me a bit of something I read in some parenting book in some yesterwhen. About how we know shouldn't compare siblings, yet we do.

Along the lines of, upon getting to know one's first child, "Oh! So *this* is how we make babies.They turn out like *this*." And then, upon getting to know one's subsequent child(ren), "Oh! Wait! We make them like *this* too?"

I keep expecting Matthew to respond to things as Emily did. It keeps not happening. I do better, actually, when I compare Emily's responses to mine and Matthew's to Joe's.

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