Rain. Saturday Morning. Training Wheels.
We’re far from the seventeen flavors of hell I run across in the course of my week, things that are just never good: glue traps. outgrown swing sets. waiting rooms.
We’re far from the seventeen flavors of hell I run across in the course of my week, things that are just never good: glue traps. outgrown swing sets. waiting rooms.
Simon says play. The kids say how. No one ever said. Simon says do the robot. Simon says do the robot while whistling Happy Birthday. The robot dancers giggle. OK stop. Simon didn’t say stop. Simon says keep up with…