2/18/2010

My Nightmares

My nightmares lately feature 8 little teeth. 4 on the top and 4 on the bottom. Perfectly sharp, white, tiny little razors, perfect for biting your shoulder when SOMEONE is PRETENDING to give you a hug.

The idiom "Death by a thousand cuts" has never been so real to me.


The shark anticipates the taste of breakfast. "I will nap well today" he thinks.

2 comments:

P&M Inc. said...

You are so funny! I miss you.

Ian Sorensen said...

Atley has 16 teeth and is just as bad! I figure when he bites what he's really saying is 'please put me in time out, Mommy. I need some time alone in my crib.' He always gets what he asks for! :)