Do I actually have anything cool to write about? No.

My fantastic man and his cool man bag. 

She usually has this look on her face while she eats.
This is right before she spreads the food around on
the table to create "ice for my fingers to skate on."

We go together—like a wink and a baby fox.

These two can devour most of a can of Pringles in one sitting.
So why do the crumbs end up all over the house if it's just one sitting? I'll never know.