We have a video today!

We went to Erin and Bryan’s for dinner and Wyatt brought his robot arm along. Erin put it to good use.

Our new veggie box doesn’t give us a “no” option on any vegetables, so we have to take what we get. Yesterday’s box came with these big, fat, disgusting onions and last night before he went to bed Zach left me a note warning me not to eat them.

Good thing I saw the sign before I made that raw onion relish I was planning to put on our french toast.

I so want to join!!

The unicorns are prancing in the happy meadow over this.

I first read this in Mountain Man Dance Moves at Christmas and it still made me laugh until my stomach ached tonight:

Errors in Communication Between My Hairdresser and Me, in the Form of What I Said and What He Heard

…via McSweeney’s

A Conversation at the Grownup Table, as Imagined at the Kids’ Table

GRANDMOTHER: Did you see the politics? It made me angry.

DAD: Me, too. When it was over, I had sex.

UNCLE: I’m having sex right now.

DAD: We all are.