Why is this suddenly a thing?
Wake the kids and call the neighbors, a new craze is apparently sweeping the nation. And by “nation,” I mean three people I know.
Wake the kids and call the neighbors, a new craze is apparently sweeping the nation. And by “nation,” I mean three people I know.
Last week, I had an unexpected and completely satisfying reunion with some friends I used to see every day, but haven’t spent time with in quite a while: my old running shoes.
Ten years ago today, The Wife and I tied the knot. Tonight, we’ll celebrate by taking the kids to swimming lessons and probably falling asleep on the couch.
In my first “Letter to Bud,” I let the commissioner know what I think about the recently revealed plan to bring balance to Major League Baseball.
I’m told that some people have issues with their children getting out of bed when they’re not supposed to. We have the opposite problem.
When we moved back to Texas eight years ago, the small town we were in didn’t have a lot of daycare options and most of them were frankly pretty scary. Somehow we lucked upon finding Ophelia Morphew (known to her kids as “Nonnie”), a widow operating a small childcare operation out of her house.
In the town where I was born, lived a man who sailed to sea. And he told us of his life in the land of submarines.
When Usher’s “More” comes on, you can’t stop The Boy. You can only hope to contain him.
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