Also an oddball artist.
Aw, c’mon, my folks are high class, I can speak “properly” if I wanna. I just don’t wanna.
…It’s true, his grammar and pronunciation are perfect when I can get him to stop talking like that. I was surprised. Even his spelling and penmanship are immaculate. I might try to teach him a second language someday, but right now he’s not interested.
It’s 11:30 pm and I need raw cookie dough like I need air in my lungs.
I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna drive to Wal-Mart at midnight in my pajamas and buy a roll of cookie dough because I’m an adult with my own money who gets to make his own decisions.
I am so, so proud of you.
When kids ask me what its like to be an adult, I will show them this post. Thank you.