Meet the new boss

Violet will be here soon, so I thought one last Zoëblog while she's still got the world to herself might be nice:

We don't have Target in Singapore, so I can't do the whole Lileks thing. But we live about 5 blocks from Ikea, and Zoë likes to go there and pretend she lives in the various rooms. This is ethical if you spend a lot of money at IKEA, which we do. Here she is pretending to sleep in one of the beds.

Then a nice lady walked up to me and told me not to take pictures in Ikea. I guess when you're the richest guy in the world, you can't take chances, eh?

Then on the way home we pass this banner advertisement:

Interesting to think about how and why no American would ever call a school for tots - in so many words - 'Little Bosses'. And the bosses look cute enough. And, after all, in the future someone will have to be in total, complete control. Might as well be MY kid.

I think I achieve the same thing at home for the $1.20 it costs to buy an ice cream cone downstairs at the the little store. So first you get the kid hopped up and wearing a sugar Van Dyke:

Then you let her wear your Andre the Giant OBEY shirt and run around like a mad thing for 15 minutes.

Then tell mommy that you have important photoblogging to do and she can put the 'little boss' to bed tonight.