Random Esquire

Mother-in-law coming into town this weekend. Good behavior ACTIVATE.

Little Filthy and I are relaxing on the couch. Boss caught a cold so she is resting in bed. She has refrained from giving it to me and is simply passing out samples of it to her kindergarten students.

Did I mention that Boss was a kindergarten teacher? Somehow, someone, somewhere imagined me worthy of a hot, leggy kindergarten teacher. It is one of those things that makes me pause and envy my own life.

And then I am brought back down to earth when I have to chase down Little Filthy as he tries to swallow his own poo before I catch him. The other day, I saw him from a distance in a compromising position. I yelled, “hey!” and a turd fell out of his mouth. Lest you imagine Little Filthy to be nothing more than a walking pooper-scooper/eater, he does serve one extremely important role.

Little Filthy listens to me and not to Boss. Hey, it’s the small things.