George has had a major behavioral turnaround, becoming mostly pleasant and fit-less after about four months of [expletive] [expletive] [expletive]. I hesitate to give all the credit to my dad, but it is true that he offered to buy George new cowboy boots if George didn’t have a fit for a week, and it is also true that George did not have a fit for a week and got his boots.

I received this pic while the two were out shopping, leading me to believe George had selected a standard, brownish-black style.

Imagine my surprise when he came home with these: 

It’s like having a full-sleeve tattoo. Extreme, but he can still get a job. In the meantime, though, he is wearing shorts everyday. This is a true story about success, bribery, and America.

In what I can only imagine will be an entirely successful effort to “black out” drugs, Della wore this mostly black outfit (feat. Justin Bieber) to school on the second day of Red Ribbon Week. I asked Della, so what are drugs? She said, “Drugs are something you eat and they make you die or they make you very, very sick. So you should never, ever, EVER eat drugs.” 

This is George’s preschool picture. Yes, they really do learn in an outdoor classroom whilst seated at old-fashioned desks and are making their way through American Soldier and Rumors of War. Apparently. 

At first, George worked out Cochise so it was safe for Bappa to get on.

This is when they took a break.

And then Cochise sensed something was coming up the trail. 

Leroy thanked Cochise for saving them from the approaching fishermen.

George found a troll in a bush and washed him and gave him a haircut and made him a hat.

Meanwhile, Della:

Della: Which is healthier, bubble gum or apples?

George: Apples.

Della: Correct. Which is sharper, swords or lasers?

George: Lasers.

Della: Correct. Which one is nicer, Nanny Rosie or big cats?

George: Nanny Rosie.

Della: Correct. But I also would have said correct to big cats because big cats are my favorite animals.