Sunday, March 22, 2015
Sunday, March 1, 2015
The other day, while driving home from somewhere, Kira and I came across an ANCIENT golden retriever walking down the country road by our house. He was one of the oldest dogs I have ever seen in my life and he was just walking slowly down the road. I stopped to see if he was okay. He had a collar on and lived really close so we just left him to go on his way. I asked Kira if she wished we could keep that dog and she said, "Nah, that's only about a month's worth of dog."
"Hi Mom, Tyler and I just have to pick up a few things and then we are going over to Tyler's to make a Rube Goldberg machine."
"Sam just got out of the bathroom. Now is the perfect time to use it. I like the transferred butt heat."
They are nice, weird kids. I'm lucky. Mainly because I will not have to worry about teenage romance drama, probably ever.