Mother and Son...

I did submit text, here, earlier, and then deleted it.
Someone I would hope to call a friend, someday, suggested in the most subtle way, that the content might not be quite, um, appropriate.

If I have learned nothing else in this life, I have learned to listen to wise counsel.

If only others would.

This pair were not my first choice of blip.
I know them.
I know their seed and breed.
A more dysfunctional family unit I couldnt hope to show you.

So, since I have nothing good to say, I shall say nothing.

I should have waited, and blipped the Princesses Christmas Play.

She sang like an angel....

Why cant we change blips like we can change socks?