May 2nd

"OOOH MOMMY LOOK!!  ANTS!! LITTLE BABY ANTS!!! They're BEAUTIFUL!!!  Aw, so cuuute... Mommy, you see the baby ants?  BYE!! BYE BABY ANTS!!! SEE YOU LATER ANTS!!!"

I just melt.  I just melt, you cute and sweet and sweet and kind little creature... We headed off to school, and then when we came and picked you up, we went for hoagies at WaWa.  On our way back from WaWa, we passed a free plastic toy box in perfect condition just sitting on the street begging for us to take it.  We pulled over in front of the house that I posted a picture of, and tried to get it into the car.  It didn't fit because we also had some things from Home Depot, so we called Grandmapa to come and pick it up for us, and while we waited, the owner of that house down there came out and yelled at us.  Not feeling like dealing with her, I moved the car...but she decided to come out and yell at Steph for standing near her place too.  I don't like to say mean things about people, but if I did, I'd say them about Cheryl O'Brian, the owner of the business at that Bala Cynwyd based home business.  I'd say things like 'I'm a lady too, had you been nicer to me, I probably would have been excited to spread your name to people about being an architect and a builder as a woman, and now I see that you probably got there by not making any friends and just being a bitch until you pushed your way wherever you needed to go.'  I'd say things like 'I will make sure that none of my friends will ever go to a rotten little person like Cheryl O'Brian for their building or architectural design needs.' I would ponder things such as 'if I owned a business, would I yell at someone for being in my business' driveway before even finding out if they were potential customers?'  But I am not the type of person to talk about people.  Mean little tiny people.

While all of this happened, you took your shoes off in the car, and nestled in for a nap.  You're a sweet boy.