Working on two posters for an upcoming conference, and Tutu looks at my computer “What are you working on? *pauses momentarily* actually, I don’t need to know” and skips off
*Tutu’s first day of KG3*
Me: What are you most excited for today?
Her: The readings.
Me: Not seeing your friends and teachers again?
Her: No, just the readings.
..nerd. 😂
The T terminal in Brussels remains the pinnacle of chaos. Literally it never makes sense and there are just lines everywhere of people for hours not moving. I hate it.
The man at the airport bar standing next to me is dancing and singing and sometimes clapping along with the classic rock that’s playing. I wish to be his level of care free (or drunk)
It’s a Friday night and my five year old requested we watch the “Super super” movie…aka Super Trouper movie aka Mamma Mia. So tonight, I win in parenting.
Was reading a Pride book with Tutu before bed and she was describing an illustration.. “Girl can marry girl, boy can marry boy. And look! Fish can marry other fish!” Damn straight, kid!
@tim_worley@not_regs@IAGovernor Correct. Mutilation ruins someone’s quality of life. It’s not a choice they make so they can appear outside how they feel inside. A process that allows people to truly be themselves and increases their QOL.
@tim_worley@not_regs@IAGovernor My chromosomes gave me shitty eyes. Should I not have surgery or where corrective lenses to correct it so I can have a fullfilled life where I can see and live to my fullest?
Tutu is singing an ABBA mash up of Super Trouper and Money Money Money. But it sounds like “the super monkey monkey monkey” and I couldn’t be more proud of her musical taste.