My Monkey. Let Me Show You It.
October 31, 2007
I know. I KNOW I already posted photos of Noah in his monkey costume, but that was a moment of shiny-new costume weakness. A moment I knew I would regret come Halloween. Don't post the monkey costume photos, self, I said to...uh...myself. Because then you will actually have to come up with things to say on Halloween, and dude, you know how you hate coming up with things to say. Fine. So I have one thing to say: This morning was our first occupational therapy session, and oh, gee! You know what is fun? Listening to your child scream while a stranger attempts to massage his face with a yellow duckie washcloth. And then being asked if your child has any negative connotations with the yellow duckie washcloth. You mean something like, oh, this very moment right now? We shall now and forevermore refer to the yellow duck washcloth as the yellow goose washcloth, because, well. Fuck the fucking geese. Seriously. I hate them. That is a banana in his pocket, but he is not happy to see you or your NUK brush. And...that's really all I've got. How about some bemittened sign language? ABALL! ASTAR! ACAR! (Oh fine, acock.... Read more →