April 21, 2009
you’re never going to believe this, but sometimes, i somehow actually get tired of the grubby, bellowing animals that show up in my life like clockwork each weekday morn. but just as quickly as i can grow weary of their germs, gender wars & questionable logic (workin’ on that), they’re just so utterly CUTE.  like.  baby goat cute.  that level of cute.  seven year olds are terribly, horribly CUTE.  and sweet.  they’re germy, emotional, impulsive bundles of cute. this cute is emphasized further by their scrawled handwriting upon their sunflower plant cups.  i realize how patronizing it is to find creatures with short limbs and unrefined motor skills cute.  but there you have it.

you’re never going to believe this, but sometimes, i somehow actually get tired of the grubby, bellowing animals that show up in my life like clockwork each weekday morn.

but just as quickly as i can grow weary of their germs, gender wars & questionable logic (workin’ on that), they’re just so utterly CUTE.  like.  baby goat cute.  that level of cute.  seven year olds are terribly, horribly CUTE.  and sweet.  they’re germy, emotional, impulsive bundles of cute.

this cute is emphasized further by their scrawled handwriting upon their sunflower plant cups.  i realize how patronizing it is to find creatures with short limbs and unrefined motor skills cute.  but there you have it.