Me: A sweater.
3yo: What are you wearing on your _neck_?
Me: ...I don't know?
3yo: GERMS!
Me: A sweater.
3yo: What are you wearing on your _neck_?
Me: ...I don't know?
3yo: GERMS!
Has anybody tried sitting him on the couch for a bit until he calms down?
Has anybody tried sitting him on the couch for a bit until he calms down?
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3yo: Food turned into energy and poop!
3yo: Food turned into energy and poop!
Then she pushed them together and sat on them, saying "I like to sit on piles!" - because she's the laundry Smaug.
Then she pushed them together and sat on them, saying "I like to sit on piles!" - because she's the laundry Smaug.
To urge that we be on our way.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of restless dunes o’er man’s display.
The moving hand of fate will treat
Both kings’ and beggars’ lives as cheap
So hurry now, for soon you sleep
So hurry now, for soon you sleep.
(2/2)
To urge that we be on our way.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of restless dunes o’er man’s display.
The moving hand of fate will treat
Both kings’ and beggars’ lives as cheap
So hurry now, for soon you sleep
So hurry now, for soon you sleep.
(2/2)
The statue fell down long ago;
No one will mind me stopping here
To watch the sand o’er ruins blow.
My camel friend must think it queer
To rest with no oasis near
And precious little shade these days
Gives Ozymandias, I fear.
(1/2)
I have looked on
the works
that were in
the desert
and which
you were probably
thinking
would still stand
Forgive me
they were trunkless
so vast
and so old
As through winds the trav'ling man he
Spied the face of Ozymandy
Lying, simply lying there
Suddenly there was some writing
Pon the plinth that he was sighting
That the sand and time were blighting
Quoth the statue, "Now despair"
The statue fell down long ago;
No one will mind me stopping here
To watch the sand o’er ruins blow.
My camel friend must think it queer
To rest with no oasis near
And precious little shade these days
Gives Ozymandias, I fear.
(1/2)
Good night Bluesky.🥰
Good night Bluesky.🥰
3yo: It's a baby sheep.
Me: Sure, it can be a baby sheep.
*3yo plays cutely. Daddy fidgets uncomfortably.*
Me: Look, I'm not trying to be difficult, but I _really_ think it's meant to be a llama.
3yo: Yes, a baby sheep.
Me: Wait, what do you call a baby sheep?
3yo: A lamb-ah.
3yo: It's a baby sheep.
Me: Sure, it can be a baby sheep.
*3yo plays cutely. Daddy fidgets uncomfortably.*
Me: Look, I'm not trying to be difficult, but I _really_ think it's meant to be a llama.
3yo: Yes, a baby sheep.
Me: Wait, what do you call a baby sheep?
3yo: A lamb-ah.
Timothée Chalamet
Has a name meriting
Endless design
Much like his forerunner
Benedict Cumberbatch:
Hexasyllabically,
Easy to rhyme
Timothée Chalamet
Has a name meriting
Endless design
Much like his forerunner
Benedict Cumberbatch:
Hexasyllabically,
Easy to rhyme
This Australian U8 side looked like it was managed by a Guardiola disciple. The 2042 Socceroos might be a PROBLEM.
📹: IG/aquilina_brothers
This Australian U8 side looked like it was managed by a Guardiola disciple. The 2042 Socceroos might be a PROBLEM.
📹: IG/aquilina_brothers
10 YEAR OLD ME IS LOSING HER MIND (a thread 🧵)
10 YEAR OLD ME IS LOSING HER MIND (a thread 🧵)
"What are you doing?"
(slightly didactic tone) "It's called a shofar."
"What are you doing?"
(slightly didactic tone) "It's called a shofar."
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