In the morning

Whenever Rhen’s stomach is upset I turn on the stereo and we do a variety of dancing, rock and roll posturing and karaoke to distract ourselves. I used to play the dogs like a guitar but sadly I’ve found that a baby is harder to play because they squirm around more. Anyways, the new White Stripes album is in heavy rotation. It doesn’t matter what we play. Today, Rhen and I swayed around the living room together soothed by the “indie folk rock” of Tegan and Sara– twenty something, gay, Canadian twin sisters. Sweetly put, they are all that is good in the world.

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