THE BLOG OF HARRY

It’s so rare that a boy can pursue his true calling like I am here. Watering the trash is my jam and joy

Mom I have a lead on something I heard the clues on the balcony

Imma let you finish

I will finally and utterly destroy the Christmas snake.

Do you like my summer cut? It isn’t too much is it?

I hope you’re not using the plural we because that is factually untrue.

Like a lannister I HAVE NO REGRETS

What did you do today? Oh, you didn’t throw up in the free people store? I guess we don’t have that in common then.

Rainy day snuggling

I miss these jokers my grandparents. They are almost as cute as me and let’s be honest that’s a very high bar

I am a thinking mandog my thoughts run deep like a river ask me about Syria. I ate moms New Yorker last week so I literally contain knowledge, and multitudes

My grandparents are returning to Iowa. I am well within the five stages of grief.

Mom please! I’m having a moment with grandma!

Oh hey it’s just me and the world record holders for most adorable grandparents

I am spending Mother’s Day with my mothers mother feeling bad about how I am half the size of her entire body