daughter: hey so during the fashion show can you wear your shirt, mingle in the crowd and pass out cards?
little tobin: my card? retired social worker at your service!
daughter: yes your card, OH MY GOD – NO! MY cards!
little tobin: i’m KIDDING! get a grip.. jeezz can’t even joke.
daughter: hey mom do you know what a blog is?
little tobin: umm no
daughter: it’s like a journal but it’s online.
I’m thinking about doing one all about my adventures moving home.
little tobin: other people read these?
daughter: yeah that’s sort of the point, to get people to follow you online.
little tobin: that’s disgusting.
welcome to little tobin & daughter
(under protest from little tobin)