monkey toes or fallie’s new bed
We spent four hours assembling it. Fallie used a hammer, a screwdriver, and a drill in the process. She read instructions,identified parts, and moved unwieldy pieces of wood. Floyd doesn’t know it yet, but we signed our work in a hidden place so future generations will know what Fallie and I did together on this rainy Sunday. It has been a good day.
methods of divination or the calico familiar
chocolate chip pancakes
finn’s maple syrup, little bowls of vitamins, and a good morning hug for fallie
mutual assured destruction or punch buggy dealership
shade
it again
Finn and Fallie were discussing security procedures at the ball field, and in particular, the excessive amount of time spent searching the bag of a young fellow wearing a fake mohawk wig at Friday’s game. Fallie was explaining the ways that she could smuggle a knife or small gun into a baseball game if she chose to. This is her response when I asked her to “say it again” so I could record her plan for posterity.
skull girls jungle compound
some guy asked fallie for change on the train and it did not turn out well for him but really he is lucky that she did not set fire to him with her mind
a rest amid a ramble
four-leaf clover
a long walk to the park and a short rest in the shade then a brief episode of glossolalia followed by a shocking violation of the fourth wall and a rude prank
picking flowers for my sick mom is not cute so you better put that camera away before i use the tactical advantage provided by higher ground and the ready supply of ammunition in the form of the rocks placed here for the purpose of erosion control
a mossy expanse
Last Saturday, while Floyd and Finn were still recovering from the plague, Fallie went with me to the ice cream factory for the morning. She enjoyed her bottomless cup of cocanade, frequent trips the communal candy dish, and a quiet couch to read on for a few hours. After I was done, we dropped by the icosahedral park and played around for a little while. Fortunately, everyone in the house has recovered from their illnesses now, and we are celebrating this weekend with a pizza night and a sleepover at our house with one of the girls’ school friends.
in bed drifting but awake and listening to the footsteps approach until they are on top of me
babo: What time is it?
fallie: BOg!*
babo: What time did you get up?
fallie: BOO!**
babo: Is your sister up?
fallie: No!
babo: Ok, give us a few more minutes, we will be downstairs soon.
(fallie with antlers via brerfly)
*8:09
**8:00
reblogged from brerfly
