The bit about “structured activities” really drives this home.
The bit about “structured activities” really drives this home.
I think you nailed it: he’s got too much screen time. His developing brain can’t really process everything and it makes him irritable and oppositional. I think if we give him some more creative activities, like crayons or blocks to build with, we might see an improvement in his temperament.
I was very literally thinking along the same Mary Poppins line and feeling so smart when I saw your post. This just further reminds me that there are a number of clever, coherent people in this country, it’s just that the president isn’t one of them.
Yup! All the way down to presenting him with two options you’re already okay with and letting him think he’s making the choice when he picks apple slices over baby carrots at lunchtime!
I’m reasonably sure that Donald doesn’t know anything without John Kelly’s help. Now if anyone can wrestle the goddamn phone out of Trump’s hands so he can’t tweet anymore THAT would be an accomplishment.
*cuts bag open, dips pinkie finger* This is the good stuff, man, pure Kinja.
Those were wedgies of pride! Swirlies of glory! Insults of...well, you did have limp wrists and literally wore panties around your waist, so that was just an accurate description.
Brings back memories of when I was but a young lad, striving for greatness in Little League. I....wasn’t much of a hitter, and when it came down to our last game, with the post-season tournament on the line, I ended up at the plate with the tying run on third. Down to our last out, and me...ME!...one of the worst…
Back in my day, players didn’t need coddling. Hell, that little league pitcher Danny Almonte wouldn’t even drive his children on the team for ice cream after losses.
Super-sonic ravens, dragons and Gendrys
Real tweet from our president:
There’s a bunch of stupid white people, I’m just telling you, that are stupid, and are telling people that God is into this.
Good God, look at those polls. (Admittedly, I’m a bit curious and perplexed about the 10% of Dems who approve of Trump’s response.)
“I’m a rock star from Mars, baby! Did somebody say Mars? Can I have one?”
In the way that someone who has been desensitized to internet porn finds themselves only able to orgasm through the most elaborate and obscene methods, so too does Trump now require a safety blanket that is made out of a crowd of people - simple cotton no longer suffices.
Bannon’s like the Charlie Sheen of this administration. “Now I’ve got them right where I want them! Winning!”
Few things are happier than a man and his dog. If that man happens to drift cars, naturally, he’s got to figure out…
Punch above your weight class today.