The pink dump truck and earth mover I ordered online got here a few days ago and knowing that the boys were going to come out today, I wrapped them both up in the box they came in and told the guys they could share them. They were so thrilled. The toys are quite clever and have locks and levers so that the different parts can be manipulated and it took a little while to figure everything out.
"I don't think I've ever seen any toy trucks this complex," said Boppy.
"That's because they're designed for girls," I muttered to Jessie.
It was a lazy visit. There was TV watching.
August's eye looked perfectly fine today and he told us the story of how it happened, beginning with receiving the rocket launcher for Christmas and putting it together. A long story.
"Did it hurt very badly?" I asked him.
Poor baby. But it doesn't hurt any more.
"Sex!" we both called out! "Finally!"
It's odd. Things may change but at this point, the action is quite sexy and we have seen bosoms on characters but we have NOT seen the breasts of the main female character nor have there been any naked man butts. Are sixty-six year old women supposed to be noticing these things?
It's been a hell of a year. A hell of a ride. And however we've managed to stay on the back of this beast thundering through the darkness, we need to just keep on doing that.