As I lay in the Hannibal Lechter-esque head restraint in the MRI getting an MRA to check whether or not my arteries to my brain are working right or not, I had some time to think -- an hour, actually. And frankly, none of those thoughts are making any coherent sense, or any pleasant sense, so I decided to float around these lovely images instead.
Oh, I'm trying. So. Very. Hard.
|Delight. Pure, unadulterated delight.|
What? Don't these make me look smarter?
And my all time favorite video of my kidlet.