The life and times of a trophy husband.
The kids were barfing and whatnot, so I cleared my busy schedule (hahahahaha) and spent the day goofing around with (and cleaning up after) the barfers. Some (low) highlights:
Zach: What do you think of this drawing?
Me: Um, well, it kind of looks like a 2 year old scribbled on it.
Zach: But Dad, don’t the colors make it look like a Jackson Pollock painting?
Me: Un huh, sure.
Asia: I hate this doll. I’m gonna give it to the poor sick kids at the hospital. Throws down the doll and stomps on it with her bare feet. Ow! That doll just bit me in the toe!
Me: Un huh, sure.
One more from a week ago…
Lady at party: So you’re kind of like a trophy husband.
Me: Un huh, sure.
wow, i’m impressed he knows what a jackson pollock looks like!
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i was really hoping the jackson pollack link would be to the picture zach did instead of wikipedia. what a let down. ugh.
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So was she implying that your wife only married you for your looks and :ahem: skills :ahem:? Take it as a compliment and say “thank you.”
I predict that Zach is totally going to be that teenager selling “Jackson Pollack” replications on the corner in the strip…
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It was great meeting you last night! I look forward to reading more of your stuff!
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worlds collide.
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If my inner writer extraordinaire were, say, a food item, it would be that last three or four saltine crackers in the bottom of the sleeve that get left in the back of the pantry all neglected and forgotten until someone gets a crazy craving for some peanut butter and needs some crackers to put it on. I’m craving me some Jif, but haven’t had a chance to dust off the crackers yet. It is, however, like and itch that needs scratching soon…. =)
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Hi, glad you made it to my blog and leaving a comment that is so nice. I’ve read through some of your posts and will look forward to read more.
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Ah yes, the barfing. The season is upon us. My kids like Jackson Pollock too. Trying to convince them that the paint should stay on the paper is tricky. But it does take the pressure off, I don’t feel like I have to rush to clean the paint off the walls. It’s art. The children are obviously brilliant, right?! Thanks for responding to my blog. I have been enjoying yours
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