Sissy had 2 adventures this summer.
First, a clogged tear duct. Her eye was so swollen one morning that she looked like she'd been in the ring with Rocky Balboa. I left it for a day but then took her to the doctor just in case since I don't know nothing about nothing. He told us to massage it with a warm compress for a couple of days. It worked like a charm.
Then, Sissy a lost tooth. It wasn't just any tooth though...it was her final baby tooth. This is where you can send a tear down your cheek in honor of me. My baby ain't no baby anymore. I made her write a note to the Tooth Fairy. She obliged.
Man! She must think the Tooth Fairy has a significant amount of sway over me. I ain't no puppet for the Tooth Fairy...nope. Michael most certainly does not have a workbench full of expensive printers and a closet full of filament and cords and circuit boards and resin and tools and a mass of general tinkering junk in his possession.
Nope. I ain't easily swayed.
There's no way Sissy is getting that Great Deku Tree Lego set.
No way indeed.
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