Baby's Got Bank
My bank lets you bring in any resident of the county, as long as they're well-behaved. Unruly children are tied to parking meters outside. (Okay, just kidding, but it's a fantasy I've had.)
Aida, however, sat very patiently in my lap for an hour yesterday at the bank. (There's a bit of sticky tree in her hair that I had to wait till we got home to extract but she didn't even complain about that.)
On the other hand, a note from where I am currently writing:
Pro tip for polite talking in a cafe: If I need to turn on death metal to drown out your conversation, you are probably TALKING TOO LOUDLY!
A bit of her conversation is sneaking through the music I am blasting: "I am so out there on my own..."
(We wish. "Out there," that is.)
Amy Alkon at April 25, 2015 11:23 AM
We wish. "Out there," that is.
So, we talking Mohave Desert? Death Valley? or Area 51? or perhaps China Lake during a weapons test??
Tho the booms from China Lake should be able to drown her out...
I R A Darth Aggie at April 25, 2015 12:06 PM
No doubt Aida is better behaved than many other people's kids.
charles at April 25, 2015 12:32 PM
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