I'm trying to write something but it's going to take a while because it's one of those tin cans that shoots pressurized confetti everywhere when the birthday kid opens it. It's making a big mess and it's not done exploding.
Is this a gift or a gag?
I'm avoiding the the mess.
Here are some pictures from my cell phone.
It's unreadable, I know, but here's the story. El and I were leaving the grocery store this afternoon. She laughed because the pumpkins had stickers labeling them as, well, pumpkins. I was glad to solve that mystery. I sent her back with my phone to take a picture while I drove up to fetch her in the getaway car.
El left me a note on the car this morning. She likes creative writing.
Steve was going to wear these shoes couple of weeks ago. Good thing he noticed them before he left.