Old Biddies

Ug, I just dropped Tillie off at daycare in a mismatched, stained, wrong-weather outfit with shoes that don't fit, a bag of apples because we ran out of her favorite (bananas), and throwing the worst tantrum because she wanted to stay home. Plus she has a horrible yellow-brown bruise on her head from falling down last week, which really just tops off the neglected child look. It felt awful. I mean, I know what Mondays are like. How do you explain them to a two-year-old?

Oh sweet vacation, how I miss thee...

Can't you just tell what these two are going to be like in 80 years?!