Middle little Stockdale takes a school trip to a local community center.   Hey kids, grab a dead polar bear on the way out.

Seriously, who in the world started this stupid trend and when will it stop?   If only someone had a third rate blog they didn’t update enough . . .

Crazy little Stockdale goes to a birthday party at some art place.

The logical outcome.   The crazy little Stockdale and all her friends each kill a polar bear.

The middle little Stockdale turned 11 a week or two ago.

And, Mrs. Stockdale turned 29 for the 14th time a while back as well.

I probably also added a few more tote bags in the past couple months.   Remember, a polar bear dies every time you get a tote bag.   That’s right – EVERY SINGLE TIME!   That’s what Al Gore told me.   But, every time Al Gore flies in a private jet, another unicorn gets it’s wings.