Friday, December 10, 2010

Divorce in a Box Grows Up

It was a little divorce at first. A divorce with a sense of humor. Cute in a twisted sort of way.

But little D. is all grown up now. 
A big boy.
He has teeth and drinks from a cup.
Doesn't dirty his diaper.
Wears big boy pants.
And he prefers black.

Little D's extinct  carcass has been  sacrificed.

I won't bother to keep his ashes in an urn.

And as for my new little man--well looks like he'll be too big for his britches someday soon.

But then again....maybe not.
I'm watching his diet more carefully now.

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