Kangatopia

So, I’ve been writing in this blog, but I have been largely leaving all the cute things the kids say or do to oral history.  They also do things that are way aggravating, but maybe those are best left to the machinations of retelling.

So, we’re at Shep’s right now.  We’ve been swimming, and now he’s gone off and left us here to eat all his food and make an absolute wreck of his home while he pushes a puck around an ice rink with a bunch of sweaty old guys.  My first thought when he left was, “wow.  what a sap.”  But, then, it slowly began to dawn on me why he’s been encouraging the kids to watch Oliver! The musical! on his big screen high definition tv with stereo surround sound in his absence.  And, maybe, I thought, I’m the sap.

God, I love that man.  So, what, if he’s trying to plant the seed in my children’s heads to earn their keep as pickpockets!  He’s great in bed!