Tooth

Wm lost another tooth! He has jack'o lantern face again! If you look closely, you can even see the blood from his escapades:

 

I saw Flip had something and was trying to eat it all weird-like. So I ran over and pried his mouth open. Inside? Wm's tooth. Gross.

Wm had a grand time with his friend last weekend! He is already angling to invite another friend over this weekend! 

I was BA and fired out cleaning lady. I got home and the door was unlocked and the beds were not even made! You're fired. It's easier with Flip, anyway. I had to send him to doggie daycare now that he's out of the crate. And he refused to go to the bathroom all day. So when I got there,  he was in agony. He is very weird about his potty-ing. But, that is good news for us, because he's weird about only going in his designated areas. I think his bladder would burst before he'd pee in the house!  If only he didn't love to eat baskets and pillows so much!!

Wm and I were talking about starving people in the world (they are doing a canned food drive at school). 

Wm: They should send this food to Africa.

Me: There are starving people everywhere, Wm.

Wm: There are MORE starving people in Africa.

Me: The world makes enough food for everyone. There are starving people in Africa because of wars and evil warlords that horde the food and starve out the people for their own purposes. And there are starving people everywhere because of poverty and lack of social services and safety nets. Think of how much food you waste. You waste enough food to feed a whole other family. These are all issues, man. It's not a simple thing.

Wm: Wait. What is a warlord? That sounds awesome.

Me: That's your takeaway?

Wm: I want to be a warlord when I grow up.

Me: Well, in Trump's post-apocalyptic hellscape, you may get the chance. I dare you to write "Warlord" the next time you fill out one of those things at school about what you want to be when you grow up.

Wm: YES.