Cole and his mom got kicked out of the zoo. We hadn’t noticed until the zoo staff caught up with us — but because Cole and his mom were walking so close together, the sun’s reflection off them both had killed three animals outright, put five into seizures and stunned six more.
Every time Cole gets a hold of the lens cap, he crawls into a corner, pushes it like a button and mutters to himself while throwing sideways glances at us. The Doomsday clock just ticked off another minute…
Apparently Cole changes his behavior based on what he is wearing. During the reception, I found him at he bar with two olives floating in his sippy and chatting up one of the single female guests.
I think he just spotted some cake.
I know girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice — I know that spice is out and that he is pure evil — so all boy there — sugar on the other hand — he is packed full of so much sugar that the folks from Domino stopped by to ask if they can use him as a spokescake, I mean spokesbaby.
She (the hand) is what is called an enabler.
Happiness is a blazing hot rubber swing with searing metal fasteners. I would like to say he is smiling from happiness — but I think by the time I took this picture he passed out from the pain and his face froze.
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