if dreams were lightning & thunder was desire, this old house would have burnt down a long time ago.

i got max to take a tiny poop on the toilet today.

when i flushed it, he yelled, "bye bye, poop!"

i loved it.

in other news, he has a fever so i have to take him up to the doctor this afternoon.
it's -5 outside.
it's a mile up york ave.