Never Go With A Hippie To A Second Location

The problem with democracy is that everyone gets a vote, regardless of if you have any idea what you are talking about.  Everyone getting a vote is also the beauty of democracy, but not the beauty of the internet.  The top Google search results for any question is a list of forums and no one ever has a clue what they’re talking about.  I might type in “What happens if you don’t remove a splinter?” and the answer is always a forum where the first person to answer, without a doubt, starts her answer with “Honey,” then gives the most dramatic answer possible.  “Honey, you better save yourself a lot of pain and suffering and head straight to the emergency room to let a surgeon remove that splinter.” 

Fun fact:  If you have a splinter that you can’t get out, you can leave it alone for a few weeks and your body might magically push it to the surface where it will fall out.

I was making cookies earlier and remembered that we were out of vanilla extract.  “Honey, you better stop what you’re doing right now and head straight to the grocery store, because there is nothing that will substitute for vanilla extract in a chocolate chip cookie.”  Correction internet:  Disaronno can be substituted for vanilla extract, submitted by I'm Going to Eat All These Before My Children Wake Up Test Kitchens. 

Photo caption- Statler and Waldorf, doing what they do best: swinging and bickering and plotting the demise of any kid who messes with them.

It’s probably okay to eat that whole batch of cookies, because I made up the fact to post on an internet forum that being outside burns more calories than being inside, honey.  We have been outside a lot, 2 1/2 hours in the cul-de-sac this morning alone, because I want to start the weekend with a clean house.  A clean house means no one is in it.

Yesterday we reached a milestone  in the American parent/child relationship.  I tried to buy Rush a regular pair of tennis shoes and he refused to try them on, searching and searching the racks for a cooler pair.  Rush Williams, age 4.

To kick off your weekend, please visit the world’s greatest blog, Becoming Leona.  It’s hot off the presses and if there were ever a good thing to jump on early, it’s reading that.