I miss…

Daddy was the best at improv.  “Baby Makes 5” became “Baby Makes Stinkpot” and now my daughter won’t have it read any other way.  Dad would inject his own brand …

Worn.

Well. I’m just worn down. It’s getting closer and closer to *that* time of year. It’s time for me to start taking stock of my current gift stash, and figure …

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