Revelry Reverie

Well. It had to happen eventually. My kids were the rude, disrespectful kids at the library. They even got shushed by a stranger, and a Librarian Talk by a Librarian.  Which made zero difference. So once I was done getting our library cards we marched out, two of us shouting about the injustice, with no…

Eleanor: Mom, why are you angry? Me: What? I’m not angry, Ele. Eleanor: But mom… Your face. Me: What about my face? Eleanor: You look angry. Me: This is just how my face looks, honey. I’m definitely not angry. As I was saying it, I realized that I’ve said “this is just how my face…

Back on the train at the museum of life and science!