NOTE: No children were harmed in the writing of this blog post. ONE MORE NOTE: (just so you don’t think that I’m not some sort of depraved lunatic) I did not set out to document second son’s momentous moment. Today, I was going to bore you with a post about little lady’s bangs. I was taking pictures of said bangs when second son insisted that I photograph him eating a carrot. I had to go with it because it had all the makings of a great story. Exposition: Meet the main character, second son. Here is the carrot (look how tiny is it). The suspense starts to build. Will he eat it or not? Rising Action: He did it! He ate the carrot, but wait, look at those nostrils flaring. Climax: OH, NO! WILL HE MAKE IT?Denouement: Phewww! It’s ok everybody. I think he’s going to make it! Irony: Wait, you didn’t think second son would eat a carrot for no reason, did you? Resolution: It’s a happy ending, folks. Doesn’t it just bring a tear to your eye?
Satisfied Reader: How could you not be with a story of such epic proportions? Enjoy your day!