More advice...and music

This is what an emperor looks like:

We like to listen to this song because it teaches about sharing...which is for weaklings. Also, communism failed, just look at Greece. Dictators need to have the power to do things like shut off sales of oil to European countries in order to up the ante on getting an arsenal of nuclear weapons, none of this mine is yours crap. That said, how bout these guys?




Here are some photos of us training lil s to eat snow. We're training her just in case when she's supreme ruler another Ice Age sets in due to global climate change, of course, I jest, global climate change was invented by scientists in order to get tenure. Anyhow, we just figured if she needed to settle the planet Hoth or something, she'd need to know how to live entirely on snow.

At first she had some reservations. However, when we explained to her that the greatest general in the history of the world, Napoleon, lost a land war in Russia because he and his troops couldn't subsist entirely on snow, she came around.

Even dictators have to smile sometimes....behind sunglasses.

Advice:

Tell your daughter that she can be anything she wants to, if she just sets her mind to it. You'll lie to her about a lot of things, Santa Claus, the Eater Bunny, how hard it is to pull of at a rest stop when she has to go pee, (Hint: nearly impossible), global climate change, where you hid that sack of golden bars during the great stock market crash of the aughts, so why not add this one to the list. She probably can't be a butterfly, or a beam of pure energy, or a jar of canned beets, or the left shoe on Amerigo Vespucci's shoe during his attempt to circumnavigate the globe. She cannot be a cockatoo, a tarantula, a tattoo in the webbing between a person's ring and pinkie finger. She cannot be a cannon at Gettysburg, Besty Ross, the lapel on Sydney Poitier's shirt, or a long plank from an old barn house, but why waste your time reminder her? Tell her she can be anything. Sneak in at night and watch her sleep, her little parabolic form wreathed in pale light, watch her breath in and out, softly, sweetly, now tell yourself she could be any of these things if she set her mind to it.