Conversations With Milo

Int. My Home, early evening

Milo (walking in from the bathroom): Mom, can I play on Cartoon Network dot com, just for a minute?

Me: No, I'm using the computer right now. Ew, your breath smells like poo.

Milo: I FARTED. Can I play on the pleter now?

Shoes. And humor, I hope.

Really, Michael Kors? REALLY? (oh, he went there)

WHY ALL THE MEANINGLESS BUCKLES? this makes me question the nature of everything. 
Um, and Doc Martens has SNEAKERS NOW WHERE HAVE I BEEN?
Here's a LINK because Macys website wouldn't let me steal anymore pics