This morning as I was dressing him:
"Mom, when do you think I need to get a job?"
Oh, probably not until you're, like, 18 or so.
"That's good. I really like being just a kid."
(God I love that boy....)
Deep Coma, Big Karma - Just winding down for the moment. The Blogosphere is not what it was in the *Two Thousand And Somethings*, and discourse has largely morphed itself off els...