daisythedemocraticdog
DaisytheDemocraticDog
daisythedemocraticdog

Uh, what? I encounter skunks all the damn time where I live, and the vast majority of those times they just wander off after maybe giving me some side-eye at worst. I’ve been sprayed at exactly once, and I had a very rambunctious dog about ten times the size of the skunk with me that time who was barking and trying to

Nah previous statement stands. If you come to the bottom of an article about the rescue work of animals in SF and post that an animal deserves to die a slow, agonizing death solely because it existed in the first place, you’re an asshole and most likely also a troll. My only regret is that asmallcat replied to you and

Wow fuck you.

He looks very nervous to me, and those dark circles under his eyes say tired as well. I think George is a sensitive little boy who’s been thrust on to the world stage through no fault of his own, and doesn’t really dig all the attention.

If they raise their kids anything like the uber rich people I used to nanny for, it’s because they have literally been training them since birth. All the kids I watched knew to shake hands, call adults Mr. Moneybags or Mrs. Married Well, and could behave in nice restaurants. That’s not to say that they didn’t

But Pain aux raisin comes in an appealing spiral shape that you can slowly unfurl to get at the delicious and moist center....it’s kind of like cinnamon buns, but with raisins and no icing. Not that I am obsessed with it or anything.

They dress him old fashioned on purpose so when he’s out and about in normal human clothes with nannies or whoever he’s less noticeable.

Poor Harry. He just thought it was all a jolly day of dress-up. But William knew. And though he told Harry, over and over, Harry still thought they were just going to go play and come back home for a cream tea.

What is this about kids not being allowed to have best friends? Is this a thing now? It horrifies me as an introvert who has always had one or two intimate, dear friends. I’m still traumatized by my 5th grade teacher’s crusade to make me and my BFF at the time stop socializing with each other at recess and mingle

And he just replies. “Just remember... I get to be king.”

I barely noticed TRH Baby William and Baby Harry looking so dapper in those mini-Imperial Space Navy uniforms because I was distracted by Princess Di’s outfit. Was she on her way to a morning Ugly Sweater Party?

You aren’t wrong. I’ve met boys his age with that face. They are incredibly shy and want their mothers for emotional security.

That is totally Kid Electron’s expression when she’s not having ANY of it. Eve now, at almost six, she gets a solemn expression, which is my cue to help her cope.

Those little chubby cheeks. And he’s so serious. Not like little Little Tooty. The first day I dropped her at preschool she screamed so loudly that I could hear her outside the building.

Did Harry not get a back pack? Was he forced to use a sack his whole school career? Is this because he’s not the heir to the throne?

Don’t get too comfortable, George

He looked much happier before leaving for school. They look like an advertisement.

It’s a frigging joke and a toothless one at that. It has nothing but an underlying attitude of being endeared by him.

freshly baked pain aux raisins

What a week he’s having.
First day of school AND a new sibling on the way.