Last week Leta started second grade. I just had to let that sink in for a second because the memories I have of holding her in the earliest days of her life and thinking OH MY GOD, HOT POTATO! are distinct. So are the memories of her third year of life where she spent most [...]
And tub with pup, but pup and tub and tup and pub aren’t bup and put and but and pup.
My Dad’s birthday present to everyone in the family is their age in individual dollar bills. So my siblings and I got seventy dollars, stuck it into a card, and were all GO BANANAS! I guarantee he went home, put every single one of those dollars underneath his mattress and then changed his will to [...]