MY THREE CHILDREN

Mr. DD is standing in the doorway, coat and hat on, preparing to go get my coffee (isn’t he sweet?).

I notice that he’s just standing there, staring.

Is he staring at ZGirl, who is dancing madly in the bouncer and screeching and cooing in excitement? Or even at me, in my early morning beauty of uncombed hair, glasses sliding down on my nose and in my flannel pjs with moose on them?

Nope, he’s getting his zombie on by staring at the same thing as XBoy: vintage Looney Tunes Cartoons on TV.