Some extraordinarily mediocre haikus to commemorate the evening spent at Texas Land and Cattle restaurant last night for a Father's Day dinner, during which Milo thought he was on crack, Leon almost broke a tooth on a rock in his salad, and...what, that isn't enough? No, really, ON CRACK, the whole time. I suspect it was a delirious second wind coming from missing his nap today (which I did on purpose so that he would be tired and mellow...talk about backfiring...).

shorty switching sides
under the restaurant table
wants: binky! binky!

hyperactive Mo
what did you eat today???
free freak show for all!

jump jump jump and twist
Elvis' signature thrust
(pelvic) and... tantrum.

PS. Milo just peed off the patio again.