Darla's Mom

At the Science CubeLA. weeee!

Darla made an altar for her angel grandmother on Day of the Dead.

If you can never die until you are forgotten, in my mom might live forever.

Also she’d be very critical of the altar because it doesn’t have the right kind of flowers and we’re not Hispanic.

Darla’s friend dared her to write a poop song. So she illustrated it and I found it this morning. You’re welcome!

Yes, I know she did this a couple of years ago but she wanted to revisit it. This year she was able to help me attach the lights on to her sweats.

So apparently darling at school today. Oops.

We did not know until 6 this evening.

I woke up this morning aching and hurting and stressed. I felt like a failure and then I failed.

Dang it.

Darla and I turned to @Chewy for cat supplies (the automatic litter box is great!) and they sent us this in the mail.

What a great portrait of BatCat!