Who are you?
After nine days of peace and quiet and freedom my mom returned the kids to us this afternoon. As I drove up the driveway, both Hazel and Sam ran outside and tried to squeeze into my lap and hug me before I even got out of the car. Apparently Hazel …
Looks like we made it
I’ve been joking with Aline forever that I want to see Barry Manilow in concert before I die. (Or before he does . . . ) But the cost of flying down to Las Vegas, tickets, a hotel room and food has always seemed to be an extravagant money splurge …
- The Gruffalo’s Child
One dark night the Gruffalo’s child disobeys her father’s warnings and ventures out into the snow.After all, the Big Bad Mouse doesn’t really exist . . .
Does he?
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