Oodles of Lippy

Brooklynn, my niece, turns 11-years-old tomorrow. She asked her parents for a laptop, mini-fridge, or something else I can’t remember now. And even though her eyes seemed to grow bigger while talking about the laptop, it’s the mini-fridge she really wants. I feel about writing as my niece does about drawing; frustrated and want toContinue reading “Oodles of Lippy”