I knew she was going to be a go-getter. From before she was born she wanted to rule. She found a way to dictate everything around her from the safety of the womb. Somehow, she must have sensed that she could do more from out here, and couldn't get out fast enough. She was coming early and there was no way we could prepare ourselves for it. That was June of 2008. Years later, we are still not ready.
Thursday, December 3, 2015
Tyrannosaurs Had Sex Too
I imagine her story was going to go something like this:
Ode to the beast of the all the Tyrannosaurs -
He caused tyranny everywhere he went
The giant, Tyrannosaurus Rex
He might still be around
If he had only had more sex
I feel as though I should send an apologetic email to her teacher.
Monday, November 30, 2015
Milker
Dharmas conversation went something like this:
"Sometimes, the baby cow hits the mommy cow in the milker. Like when the milk isn't coming out fast enough."
Pause as Mackenzie and I absorb the information.
"Because sometimes you just have to be hit in the milker."
So Mackenzie asks, "What's the human equivalent of a cow milker?" As if we didn't already know the answer.
Next thing i know Dharma is pulling the neck of her shirt down and has to be stopped.
The Milker? What on earth?