So one time me and Matt were driving and we passed a pen full of sheep and one horse. Matt said (in a thick eastern-bloc accent) "That is disgusting." (What is? I asked.) "That horse is the sheep's father." he said. (What are you talking about?) "What else would he be doing in there so much bigger than everyone else?" I was howling with laughter (I realize that you're not.) Anyway, I write this because I recently found this picture that we had taken of our Imperialist friends. Matt took the picture, but we wanted him in it, so then we took a picture of him and glued him in, which is why he is so much bigger than everyone else. Okay, now read all that again and say it in an accent. Isn't it funny?!
last night during the torrential downpour and sudden hail, you were probably just about worried sick wondering if Lucas had the right footwear. Good news! He does! Here he is in his bright green golashes, ready for raging floods up to two inches deep.
today is kelly's birthday, which means that we are now 2 years apart instead of one, which means that once more she is significantly wiser than me, rather than a little bit wiser. (in fact, i think twice as much as she was yesterday, comparatively.) so keleton, may you have a good, good year. (clink!)
I'm not even going to claim that this is the last time he'll be naked because for-goodness-sakes he's so (so so) cute. [But I did change some settings so that this is a bit more off-the-grid, which should make both my mom and John Conner happy.]