I Wanna Float with Somebody

“Can we come back in an hour for the dance party?” The question—coming from pint-sized Evelyn, Oreo ice cream remnants smattered on her face—made me chuckle. After saying sure, I turned to Dave and said, “I expected that question in another ten years.” We’re in LaGrange, Georgia, staying at the Great Wolf Lodge. Just eighteenContinue reading “I Wanna Float with Somebody”