Bats Aren’t Bugs

Things I've explained to my three year old today: Don't eat dirt. Heat. Like, the Platonic ideal of heat. I resisted telling him, "To burn all this bullshit to the ground!" But I thought it. People don't like it when you spit in their mouths. Yes, even if you keep asking. What blackmail is, the … Continue reading Bats Aren’t Bugs

Dinosaurs and CDs

{The Handsome Husband comes home from dropping the Kraken off at preschool.}  HH: {pause} They were playing with these... things... I believe they're called... CDs? Me: What? HH: Yeah, they're these shiny disc things. Apparently they make really good frisbees? None of them had ever seen one before, but they're experimenting with them. I believe when I left they … Continue reading Dinosaurs and CDs