reasons why my grandpa is the best:
- he made my wife and i (i’m a woman) a giant banner for our one year anniversary
- when i was pregnant, the baby was kicking and when he touched my belly, the baby stopped and he called him a little shit
- he once called and left a voicemail asking how to spell styrofoam
- he flipped a table bc he saw someone hit a dog
- he beat skrim in 4 days
- he served in the korean war and when he came home, he learned korean so if he ever ran into a korean vet, he could “give them the same respect he’d give an american vet”
- my son has two moms and there was a “special guy in your life” day at his school for father’s day so my grandpa went and showed up in dress pants and a pressed shirt bc he “didn’t want to embarrass him”. also, there was a little boy who didn’t have anyone there and grandpa asked if he could be his “special guy” and the little boy beamed
- he knows all of the secrets to the zelda games
- he’s had 4 open heart surgeries and can still kick your ass
Month: June 2015
“I saw that the camera could be a weapon against poverty, against racism, against all sorts of social wrongs. I knew at that point I had to have a camera.” – Gordon Parks
- http://bunnyandfawn.blogspot.com/2015/05/30-simple-and-easy-ideas-for-self-care.html
- http://bunnyandfawn.blogspot.com/2015/05/30-simple-and-easy-ideas-for-self-care.html
- http://bunnyandfawn.blogspot.com/2015/05/30-simple-and-easy-ideas-for-self-care.html
- http://bunnyandfawn.blogspot.com/2015/05/30-simple-and-easy-ideas-for-self-care.html
- http://bunnyandfawn.blogspot.com/2015/05/30-simple-and-easy-ideas-for-self-care.html
- http://bunnyandfawn.blogspot.com/2015/05/30-simple-and-easy-ideas-for-self-care.html
and drawing/coloring 30 ideas for self care can also be considered self care.
tumblr has educated me on so many things and i can’t go on for a whole 5 minutes in real life without wanting to start a fight with someone
MADANFO.
translation : friend in twi. (ghanaian language)baby girl on the right : ninithebody.tumblr.com
🍯😍😍
My lordt.
@ god why do i look so good on the mirror but so bad in my selfies
StandardOne of the most entertaining rules I ever created was that in certain rooms of the house she was a slave, and only a slave.
To enter the basement she would have to strip and crawl every time. Until she reached the upper landing of the stairs she would remain on hands and knees, nude.
It didn’t matter the time of year, temperature, or what was going on, the basement was a slave zone.
No one ever understood why she blushed so when I sent her to the basement to fetch something while We had guests.