“I thought you said you were feeling brazen, Sweetheart. Maybe you just flew a little too close to the sun.”
Month: February 2013
Babe. Those are pigs.
Cows are my passion. What I have ever sighed for has been to retreat to a Swiss farm, and live entirely surrounded by cows – and china. — Charles Dickens
It’s really so easy to confuse indignation for repentance in a brat.
Such a surly expression. Maybe I should leave you blindfolded, gagged, and on the hardwood floor next time.
The socks are more than a little endearing.