I’m taking advantage of the fact that Hazel likes to both repeat and contradict anything I say. So a lot of our conversations lately have been: Me: Hazel, you’re the best! Hazel: No, you’re the best Daddy! Me (louder): Hazel, you’re the best! Hazel (louder also): No, you’re the best! …
The little guy isn’t crawling yet but we have definite forward momentum if you give him something to reach for.
It’s a chilly summer night and I want to snuggle up to Aline. She looks at me – please note we’ve been having an ongoing debate about whether or not I snore – and says: I might as well snuggle with a chainsaw. Ouch.
Making monsters is Dr. Nutt’s specialty. Her best creations are the Yummy Mummy, the Boogie-Woogie Man, and her masterpiece, Dracula-la-la! who loves to sing Opera music. It’s music to Dr. Nutt’s ears, but the villagers don’t like the idea of singing vampires roaming around their town. When they storm her laboratory they are in for a pleasant surprise.
