dysmorphia

as I step into more provacative art... tell me what you think. This one is WAY outside my comfort zone.

telling it like it is.

It is a normal day. Normal ins and outs.

Daegan goes to take a drink of soda and finding the can empty, promptly walks over and puts it in the recycle bin.

Logan steps on the puppy. The puppy yelps.

Daegan walks up to me, and grabs my hand to say:

"Mommy, can we please call daddy? At work?"

"Sure baby."

I call. No answer. I text: "Daegan wants to tt you. Please call if you can."

10 minutes later...the phone rings. I answer and hand the phone to Daegan.

"Daddy, are you there?"

"Yes, Hi Daegan!"

"YOU DRANK ALL MY FREAKING SODA!!!!"

Yes. He called just to say that. Held the thought for 10 minutes.
Now THAT is commitment.

blessings?

After dinner, Daegan walked up to Joe, who was sitting down. Daegan grabbed both of his hands and looked intently into his eyes.

"We have to bless some people, Daddy."

Joe stared.

"Dear God, Please help people to feel better...  (author's note: wait for it...)

and now we have to bless some bones."

I am cracking up and crying at the same time. What a sweet kid! ish?