I think there are three kinds of Facebook people.

The first type: people with whom you lost touch, who are now reachable solely via Facebook. This is cool because there’s pics of their kids and bits of news and you can reconnect in 10 words or less. No need
for mammoth email.

The second type: people you already know and interact with, and for whom Facebook is an accessory to an already normal friendship. Maybe you now know a lot more minutae but it’s a fun accessory.

The third type: people who are totally enamored of Facebook, so completely into it that they only interact through Facebook. Your friendship with them is now through status update and ‘lil green plants.
That third type is so effing annoying.

Freebird is at school today, with what amounts to a nasty cough and
hopefully nothing else. But lately, he has been wandering about the house
telling us, “I don’t feel very much.”

Poor three year old. On one hand, articulating feelings of not-good?
Excellent! On the other hand, cuteness that makes us bite our lips to keep
from laughing, which might hurt his feelings? Very difficult!

We’re the only people in the theater.

Hubby: if no one comes in, wanna have sex?

Order online and pick up later? I totally have a crush on a grocery store.

Freebird would like Canada to stand on guard for him. Please.

I’m shopping for clothing on sale for Baba and Freebird, and one of the
descriptions just cracked me up: “babies are all about kicking back and
relaxing.”

??!!?!!

We just passed a swimming pool. Going 65 mph.