Been a busy couple of days. Aletheia caught a cold, and her mom and I are trying to get the interior of our new house repainted before we order new carpet to replace the green shag carpet, which needs to happen before we move in, which needs to happen before we go on vacation on the 17th. Oh, and I'm performing a wedding this weekend and trying to prepare for my next doctoral class in January. So, we missed two updates. Send us a SASE for your money-back refund.
Anyway, here Aletheia is a couple of days ago with her Nana Freda from church, who bought her the swell knot cap. I'm not sure how to characterize the expression on her face. Wry?
Let's look it up.
–adjective, wri·er, wri·est.
produced by a distortion or lopsidedness of the facial features: a wry grin.
Yeah, that'll work. But who knew you could make it a superlative. Wriest? Wriest? I don't think I've heard that in my whole life.
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