July 20, 2007 | Papa Smith

I should be working

Okay, its 9:32am, and I have a TON of projects to get worked on, but man alive, I can’t keep this bottled inside. A moment ago, Amy yelled into my office (really its our bedroom):

Matthew… Where’s the camera?

I thought nothing of it. Amy takes pictures all the time, great pictures as well (in my opinion, but I’m biased). So when I came into the rest of the house to see what she was taking pictures of, you can imagine my surprise to find that Amy had painted Brighton’s toenails sultry pink!

I am supposed to be a sensitive man, and not care about these things right. I cry much more than amy does, and yet seeing those little pink toes just made me go cuckoo. I, the “reformed”, gospel driven, free thinking man, crawled out of my skin and right into Homer’s.

Anybody remember this?

I’m only joking of course, in case any of you are having a heart attack. I simply asked told Amy that the next time Brighton was to have his toenails painted, they ought to be black, so that if he’s going to push the social norms, he can push them in ways that feel more comfortable to me. :)