Sunday, April 5, 2009

How to: be cool

Dexter's Tag: he writes it on anything, every chance he gets. And if left long enough, he'll elaborate: "you poopt." 

This today in the sand, at the playground. Ten frowning boring grown-ups send disapproving stares while shaking their heads, no, no, no and shielding their babies' eyes. Me and five people under eight laugh hysterically.  Some of us even lost control of our legs and might have fallen down (just a little). Yes, it may have been me and yes, my children are charming.

1 comment:

Jay said...

Nice. I approve.