This weekend I was casually looking up private kindergartens here in Philadelphia. One of the applications I found has the following questions listed:
Listen, I understand asking for a kid’s medical history. Also, feel free to do an in-person interview and evaluation of my son. Everyone would love that. But my medical history is none of Patrick’s potential future educators’ business.
Gotta love the not very subtle implications that these things could have a negative impact on a child’s ability to be successful in life and in this expensive as fuck school. GOTTA CONSIDER THE ENTIRE SITUATION, RIGHT?
But at least that’s one less place we have to consider.
Quick stop at Head House Books before we hit the farmers market.
Very little grows on jagged rock.
Be ground. Be crumbled.
So wild flowers will come up
Where you are.
You have been stony for too many years.
Try something different. Surrender.
Imma let you finish but…
Here’s a picture of my favorite retired baseball player.
Chili is in the crockpot. #fall
I need to buy birthday presents for four year old twins that we don’t know *that* well.
Thanks for the help, Tumblr peeps.
Time for some new pjs. 😔
Went by fast, huh?
Here are some of the highlights:
(Monday on the left, today on the right)
(I miss that pretty skyline)
Happy Friday, friends!