Thirsty?

Alyvia finally knows why it is I ask her not to maul Nixon while he is eating. I know I may have scarred her for life, but the shot of milk she got into her open mouth mid-sentence was something I wish I had gotten on camera. Consider that a lesson in personal space.

You do what you have to.

I know my neighbours are judging me, my kids are in the pouring rain in the backyard throwing rocks at each other and screaming. The truth is though, unless the neighbours are going to come over and fold my laundry and wash my dishes, I'm going to let them stay out there until bedtime.