Revelry Reverie

Go complaining the entire way that you’re tired.

Try and tell her she’s not part lion.

I think it’s fair to say he likes it.

Yesterday Henry told me, very seriously, “Mom, I’m working hard at being a big boy first grader.” I said, “I know honey, you’re doing great.” And he continued, “I made sure to eat all my food lately because I wanted to grow taller, and it worked and now I have a yellow band for swimming.…

You’d never think this little angel would be the type to hold me hostage twice in the bathroom in the past week, but you’d be wrong.

So maybe Grant is in a big old Baggu and not a sling, but really so what – if it fits, he sits.

Someone still mistook this nude-le caboodle for a girl, even with his apparatus on display.