Mrs. T just returned home tonight from a 10-day trip in Japan. The Acolyte and I took full advantage of her absence and got to play in some places we otherwise wouldn't get to go.
For example, Mrs. T has not yet been willing to let her baby climb on large outcrops of granite.
She also doesn't allow him to panhandle on third-world street corners.
And of course there's her prohibition against playing around rusty cotton gins and barbed wire fences.
We're glad she's back though.
You need to bring him up to the ranch. Nothing like nasty cow poop to get your kid around.
Posted by: Cranky | December 18, 2007 at 09:03 AM