
Mar de Nubes
I’m dreading holding my daughter’s hand while she gets a dental filling tomorrow. She, in her blissful naivety, is actually looking forward to going to the dentist.

That’s one gigantic nerd phallus!
Nora: Poppy, give me money and the car keys, because I’m going to go to [far away grocery store] to buy carrots.

Slow Lunch Today (Taken with instagram)
