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Monday, October 11, 2004
Skills Things Mia has mastered in her 25.5 months on the planet: -- Accurately locating her “booty” (with both hands) when that part of her body is referenced. -- Asking for more “juith” when the liquid in her cup is “gone.” -- Kicking a soccer ball on command (and in the general direction requested). Things Mia’s father has not mastered in his 33 years on the planet: -- Chewing with his mouth closed. -- How to avoid making improper comments in mixed company. -- How to keep his wife from wanting to paint and/or re-arrange several rooms in the house every 6 to 12 months. |