Me: Where’s your homework? Him: I don’t know. Me: Okay… where’s your backpack? Him: I don’t know. Me: Can we perhaps look for it? Him: No, “Smallville” is on. Me: click. Him: Gosh! Me: Once again, where’s your backpack? Him: It’s still in the car. Me: … Him: Can I watch “Smallville” now? Me: No, […]
As a general rule, funerals suck. That’s about as bluntly as I can put it. Not many redeeming qualities. So, since I don’t want to wallow in the mire about the funeral we went to this weekend, I’ll stick to the lightness that can only be brought about through the eyes of children. Here are […]
why a child that can play complicated computer games (include downloading updates) and who can discuss in intricate detail all of the characters, plots and motivations behind Smallville seasons one through four… cannot remember which bathtub knob is for “hot?”