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Sundays they camped and read and prayed (and then told fart jokes)

(While Jon and I take some time to unwind on a beach very far away, I’m reposting some content from my archives. This one was originally published on June 23, 2005.) While bathing Leta a couple nights ago I broke into Mormon Hymnal Recitation and…

January 25, 2011

Itty bitty

Kitty! I have a feeling this is going to be the subject of one of his darker poems.


Marlo loves to wear Jon’s ski cap over her head so that it covers her eyes, and then she’ll walk around in circles bumping into furniture because she knows it makes us laugh. It’s moments like these when I can forgive the endless string of,…