Woke up this morning to have to shoo a vulture out of the yard and clean up the remains of a half eaten squirrel carcass. Because that’s the kinda ominous start you want to the ninth week of social distancing…
Jasper has really gotten into the Beatles lately. He likes to sing along to a few of the songs: Help, Eight Days a Week, Ticket to Ride. I didn’t realize he knew Hard Days Night until Pixies “Here Comes Your May” started and Jasper perked up and said “Beatles?”
Good ear, kiddo.
Jasper is also at the age where sticking things up his nose is funny. The other day it was during dinner and I hear a “Look daddy, boogies,” and I discovered a pea up his nose. Fun times. He’s lucky he’s cute.