Yesterday while sitting at a table waiting for ice cream my two year old looks at me and says “I wanna touch the wall. I wanna touch the wall a widdle bit” So I told her to go ahead. Helped her down. She walked over. Placed her hand on the wall. Then came back to sit. Kids.

Ripped a fart quietly but smelly on the busy train. Everyone could smell it, but no one knew who it was besides the two of us.