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I'm not going to write anything smart today.
I'm busy eating popcorn and messing around on twitter like a 13 year old girl on the phone.

Tyler has started blaming things on the monkey. He even has a voice he uses when his buddy is taking the fall for something. I've decided to play along. When I tell Sleep Monkey to be quiet during Sissy's nap, Tyler usually complies.

I'm getting my keyboard greasy from all the popcorn.
It's actually microwave kettlecorn. Yum.

Why, children next door, are you playing in the parking lot outside my daughter's bedroom window, when there is a playground inside the quad?
What happened to the phrase, "I'll give you something to scream about."? And can you say that to a kid if you AREN'T his stepdad?

In toddler vocabulary, does the phrase, "Be nice to your sister!" mean an axe kick to the stomach?

I quoted Never ending story on Facebook today.

See, Tweet too much and you start to think in tweets.