Chooch got a fedora yesterday. He put it on and we took pictures. The end. (Wouldn’t it be nice if all my posts were this succinct?)
I was like, “Where the hell did you learn this pose?”
“Freddy,” he answered. And then when my face looked blank, he added, “From ‘iCarly’!”
God, I am so out of touch. (Not really, because as soon as he said that, I immediately knew what episode he was talking about. I’m such a hussy for TeenNick.)
This one was from Friday, after the Harland picture-takin’ extravaganza. The downside is that since I asked him to sit on one stoop, he deemed it necessary to try out EVERY SINGLE STOOP we passed on our way back to Kara’s.
He had to get his school picture taken a few weeks ago. He probably wondered why the photographer did it in one shot. “He didn’t even ask me to wear a pig mask!”
Aw, fuck. Here I go ruining a perfectly good blog post with WORDS again.