Half-Baked

I know you come here expecting deeply intellectual yet humorous analysis of world issues *cough* and I am sorry to disappoint you. I'm sure that you would love to get my take on the serious issues facing our country, like this one. I just have so darn much to do in the next few days that I can't give much time to writing. So, until I can get back to writing, I can only offer Cute Kid Things.  This morning, after we turned the hall light on, we heard Miguel call out from his room, "Mama, the light is the color of the skin in your armpit..." The boy is a poet.