Life

Fight Club

 

I’m sure there are houses where the children line up sweetly for baths and pajamas and kiss their mothers goodnight with their angelic blond hair curling damply around their ears. Isn’t it pretty to think so?

This is what bedtime looks like at our house.

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At least there were no nosebleeds tonight.

And Levi said, at one point, “Wias!! Could you stop talking for a minute please!” Which prompts me to quote to you perhaps the only line of dialogue I remember from Friends (delivered¬†with fake finger phone held to the face):

“Hey, is this kettle? Yeah, it’s pot. You’re black.”

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