Thursday night, usually neighborhood happy hour but the neighbors are not feeling very happy.  AP and I are SoLO, and have been chatting the evening away as the kids play "that zombie game" (which is not worrisome at all). The ninja climbed on my lap - pretty sure I should enjoy this, as I am quite sure there are not many lap discussions left... "Let's take a selfie, mommy. I love selfies, and I'm really good at editing them."

Ok, little dude . The 6 is all your's.