I can’t think of another explanation. My wife had to go to work early this morning (pre-dawn) and was out of the house before I had even gotten to the shower. This meant I had three little critters to get up, dressed, fed, and to school. My little Calvin look-alike? “May I please change clothes […]
Calvin to the rescue, when I have not much else to say. You will be pleased to also note the following: a) my kids are OK. Not great, but not sold to gypsies, either. (No offense to my gypsy readers, I only single you out because apparently you are the only ones still buying “busy” […]
Sorry, y’all. I’m waiting for something clever to say, or at least not as morose as I feel. In the meantime, enjoy a little Calvin