…all before the last bittersweet pint in that most fateful terminus, “The World’s End”
My daughter’s a better artist than I am.
My daughter made this tonight on the iPad between dinner and bath time.
I showed her how to pick instruments, set modal limitations, and helped her hit
Record, but everything else is all her—including a weirdly competent Smart Drums track.
Yeah. I know. It totally sucks.
How awesome would it have been to totally suck at this level when YOU were five?
Uncanny X-Mann: Origin
Ellie, in May of 2008.
Which is to say, about a million years ago.
"My friends call me, ‘Zeb.’"
"Because I’m six."
Tonight, at bath time, my daughter reveled, “the stupidest name in the whole entire world.”
Honestly, it really is a terrible name.
(Featuring a nice callback to Skottie Young’s Oz)
Carol Danvers: Bargain Hunter
As ever, unlimited thanks to muffpunch for E’s amazing homemade present
I feel ridiculously lucky to be a bystander in my daughter’s world.