Scrub, Scrub, Scrub

They say to pump perfume spray into the air and gently brush your body into its mist. Not me. After triggering a drizzle, I jumped into the air like a knobby-kneed gazelle, almost face-planting myself onto the bathroom’s cold tile. I guess what I’m asking is, is smelling pleasant worth a sprained ankle? Speaking ofContinue reading “Scrub, Scrub, Scrub”

Unforgettable Pockets

The thing about pockets, especially with other peoples, is that they are forgettable. Today at the holiday market at a nearby farm, Evelyn, Dave, and I met our friends Lindsay and Ethan. As Dave commented on the newly buzzed, without a patch of brown lawn, my eyes spotted a plump worm. I motioned to himContinue reading “Unforgettable Pockets”

Toddler Talk #1

A once-blank journal rests on a ledge above the piano. Once-blank, you ask? Yep, but it’s starting to fill fast. For 950 days, the “The Kids Say the Darndest Things” diary has sat waiting for Evelyn-isms to spring forth, and although it’s still far too early in the talking race, I thought I’d share a few.Continue reading “Toddler Talk #1”