The Tomfoolery

This has been a day of tomfoolery.  Running here and there.  Summertime pranks.  Hanging with little people with their little shticks.  They need more cookies.  They need to climb up on this desk.  They need to squeeze the ducks, check the pink wristwatches and pretend to know the time.  There's something energizing about hanging around with these peeps.  Do I miss those daze?  I resist anything that smacks of regret or remorse, but how can I not?  The little peeps slay me with their babble and their cocked heads and ridiculous over-expressiveness.  Fun stuff hot summer.