things i don't want to forget

Y's son, G, went through a phase where he was a total over-tucker. Like for real. Socks pulled up, shirt TUCKED. I guess he was comfy that way. I think he was around 9 or 10 at the time. Anyhow one day G came home from school and was making a snack when he told Y that a kid on the bus had told him that he'd be a lot cooler if he'd just untuck his shirt. Y said, "Oh yeah? What did you say?" G told the kid, "Oh, no thanks. I'm not warm!"

While getting dressed this morning, Nora kept putting the wrong limbs in the wrong holes and then saying "No!" and cracking us both up.