If My Kids Had a Blog (and Spell Check)
Mom/Mommy keeps watching that clip of Sarah Palin and Hillary "She Should Have Been President" Clinton and laughing. But it's a scary laugh, sort of mummbly and weird, so we are taking over the blog for a while.
Poop! Fart! Diarrhea!
Yesterday, she went to a salon to get her hair colored, we mean, done. Her hair done. It's this huge production because it takes hours and then we have to hear how funny the guy who does her hair is. And how one year, he dressed up as Barbie for the Halloween parade. This is what it looks like now. She had the lady at the salon photograph the back of her head. And she said that the lady took the camera and said "one, two, three" before clicking, even though Mom/Mommy didn't have to pose or anything. This is what her hair looks like now. You may want to say something, because when she came home yesterday and Dad/Daddy said "Is it different?" and it was a bad thing to say. Very, very bad.
Here is some art, because this blog is based in New York:
First person who can correctly identify where in NYC this sculpture is gets a wedgie!
Today we saw our downstairs neighbor in the elevator and he said, "I can hear you kids playing the piano." And she said, "priceless music, absolutely free!" The neighbor nodded. Why is the neighbor eavesdropping?
Ok. now we're bored. And hungry. This is stupid. And boring.