Resistance Is Futile
I want this t-shirt.
I also want these eyes but not even surgery can give them to me. Trust me, I’ve looked into it.
This is my gorgeous great-nephew. He is both gorgeous AND great and completely irresistible.
He likes clothing with a message.
He now has a baby sister.
Anna is her name.
I am compelled to come up with a nickname for her since I am known for creating nicknames that (unfortunately at times) stick.
I must choose wisely for Anna.
My first inclination, of course, is Anna Banana. It is not creative but has a nice cadence and I’m all about rhythmic flow.
There are really only two viable words choices if I want a rhyming nickname for Anna and that is aforementioned fruit or maybe bandana. Anna Bandana. Has possibilities. I will think on it.
But… I may have to just go with Kitten. That is what her little mews sounded like when my niece held the phone up her mouth the day after she was born. They are far, far away.
Yes. Kitten it is.
Gorgeous angel above I call Buckwheat.
Could be the boots.
Yup. It’s definitely the boots.