Katherine comes tearing into the studio this morning…. K: Vicky! Vicky! Vicky! I have a game we can play! Me: Okay, what is it? K: It’s like Hide and Seek! Me: Alright. We can play that. Who hides? K: I hide and you look for me and I’ll be naked. Me: Um….. well….. (mentally searching…
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Ah, nudity (or, she has a future in law and I should be more precise in my demands)
I was dusting the living room (yes, okay, I know I should be outside enjoying the sun or working on the heaps of stuff I have yet to finish, but I’m in a rotten mood today and was cleaning house. Deal.) when a bolt of naked lightening transected my peripheral vision screaming, “Yipppeeeeeee……..!” There was…
Her body is a temple, or at least a one-story detached….
Katherine spent yesterday contemplating the insides of things. K: What does it look like inside a car? Messy. Lots of wires. Big hunks of metal and pipes. Where does the gas go? Into the gas tank. How do we put it there? With the pump at the gas station. How does it come out again?…
Able to leap tall contradictions in a single bound
So it’s supper time.John won’t be home until 8:30pm or thereabouts. I’m in survival mode and am relying on a bath to kill the last hour or so before bedtime. Katherine is sitting at the kitchen table, before a plate of whole wheat spaghetti and Parmesan (her choice supper). Three bites later….. K: I’m done…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 