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Made it to the farm. Highlights:
Brother in law, lying on kitchen floor, meditatively: “Well, I gotta live with me, so I might as well like me.”
Farm Baby, weeping, brandishing a toy and its ill-fitting clothing: “Daddy’s not a good fixer!”
(This is patently untrue, as he does a lot of handiwork around the farm, but I’ll buy he might not be the most skilled at dressing up dolls.)

Made it to the farm. Highlights:
Brother in law, lying on kitchen floor, meditatively: “Well, I gotta live with me, so I might as well like me.”
Farm Baby, weeping, brandishing a toy and its ill-fitting clothing: “Daddy’s not a good fixer!”
(This is patently untrue, as he does a lot of handiwork around the farm, but I’ll buy he might not be the most skilled at dressing up dolls.)
