lately i feel like the bearded fat lady in a three ring circus...but that's another post..for now, i will introduce to you the clowns that are currently running the show here at the big red house...
presenting the duke of fun and wingman!
i don't use the word clown lightly, either...it's really quite a charged word as there are many schools of thought and repulsion on the very idea of the *clown*...while some find clowns amusing and only slightly annoying, others see them as downright creepy...and today, as in many days past, we had a bit of each...
this morning while the duke was discussing his upcoming visit with his cousin he said quite matter of factly (as he does all his odd and worrisome statements)
"i'm going to ask her to call me "bozo" the whole time i'm there"
"oh. why"
"because it's cool"
hm...okay...to each his own...at at least he hasn't started wearing makeup or loud clothing...yet...
then not fifteen minutes later i see wingman walk by me holding a shirt to his nose and saying
"mmm...the smell of my brother"
yep...definitely creepy clown...and i had such high hopes when he was born...
x.
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