The Tragic Optimist

of pants and cheese

The great thing about coffee-colored pants is that when (for me, it’s not an if, it’s a when) you spill your coffee, it doesn’t show up at all.  I leave the question of the bad thing about white shirts as an exercise for the reader.

Zoe has a new word, “cheese.”  She usually says it as a question when we’re looking in the refrigerator.  There’s something overwhelmingly cute about the plaintive “cheese?” request.



  1. Sigh….if only my favorite jacket was coffee-colored. My insulated mug decided it didn’t want to seal properly and poof! Welcome to coffee stains all over my nice cream jacket 😦

  2. Funny. Kaelyn can get her own cheese now. We usually find wrappers scattered through the house.

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