The other morning I found my son busy brushing his hair. Only his hair is about this long and, well, doesn’t need brushing, much. I asked why. I should know better, right? “Mom told me to go brush.” “I think she meant your teeth, son.”
Last night I was a scorekeeper for my four year old’s basketball game. They con ask one person from each team to keep score (watch the clock, count fouls, etc. But these kids are four!?) and last night was my turn. Again. Anyway, we parents that are suckered honored to do score keeping always chat […]
Last night at 4:00 AM I awoke to the sound of the cat crunching the food in her bowl. And suddenly it reminded me of something from my childhood. We were outside, playing with a bunch of kids from the neighborhood, when we noticed that somebody’s cat (it’s been a long time but I think […]