Swell Time

Moving forward, just not sure where we're going, but at least we're having a swell time when we do it.

Zombie mom troubles

But mom, I am starving.  Can I have a snack?

We’ll have dinner when you father gets home.  He’s bringing your uncle over to eat.

That will take forever.  And I am so hungry I could eat an arm.

Son you are being so dramatic.  I think there is some left over from last night, don’t eat anything as big as an arm, maybe just a hand or a few fingers.



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