The “v” button on this computer is missing, requiring many very tricky machinations to spell words like…well, “very.” When Timothy noticed this morning, he said, “Well, Dad, it’s a good thing you don’t have to go to viagra.com.”
I don’t want to sound like one of those annoying people always bemoaning what this world is coming to or anything, but it would be nice if a guy and his six-year old could sit and watch a baseball game of an afternoon without the commercials prompting questions about impotence. I’m jussayin’.
Vera Violet Vinn is Very Awful on Her Violin
Okay. So. So far this summer, the kids and I have been to Nebraska where we went to a zoo, a museum, and drove to Iowa just ‘cuz it was there. We’ve been to the Lookout Mountain Nature Center with giant stuffed (real) animals and animal bones and skin the kids could touch and destroy. We’ve seen petrified trees at the Florissant Fossil Beds, spent the day at Rocky Mountain National Park and visited countless local parks with an array of fountains to run through, sand pits to play in, lakes to swim in and trails to hike. We’ve seen mama and baby deer, chipmunks, squirrels, buffalo, elk, ducks, and geese all in their natural habitats. In less than a month, we’re taking a family road trip to New York, both upstate and down.
I tell you all this because if you ask Timothy, he will probably repeat what he told his dentist and tell you he is spending his summer playing on the computer.
