My oldest daughter’s birthday was yesterday. My parents gave her a set of little chicks. (Random? I know.)
Two are missing because they’re in need of repairs. Their wings fell off. I wonder how.
All three girls were playing with them for a bit when I heard my seven-year-old say something that sounded horribly suspicious.
“Here’s your (something starting with an f and ending with -king) chicks.” Read the rest of this entry
A Tau Emerald dragonfly in flight (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
At my grandson’s birthday party there were about a dozen kids watching him open presents. One of our presents was in a stationery box filled with cotton from jewelry boxes. Laid nicely on top of the cotton was Read the rest of this entry
One day, about a month after my daughter turned three, she started crying inexplicably. Concerned, I asked her why she was crying. She replied, through her tears, Read the rest of this entry