BABIES AREN’T ZEN

I do a lot of complaining on this blog (the world is fraught with babies and assholes, after all). But sometimes, in snapshot-sized moments, life is good. The sun is buttery and people are kind. There are ants and the color magenta. And porches. (PORCHES, people! Do you know what you can do with a porch?) You can do all sorts of exciting things like loll and catnap and get the nicest teeniest ache in your back from laying too long on warm paintpeelingy planks.

It’s delicious.

That is all.