Zaneisms
Those of you who know me know I have a son who thinks. And thinks. And theorizes. And philosphizes. And speaks these often. We call these musings “Zaneisms.” Here’s one he spouted wandering through the house one day. It’ll likely make its way into the family Christmas letter: “Why do they always say no two snowflakes […]
Fine. FINE. Buy the Kid a Gun.
For the past couple of weeks we’ve been in negotiations, my husband and I. It’s our annual pre-Christmas ritual. I make a big, overblown plan for what to get each of our five kids. I write it in my little “Christmas notebook.” Then I look at how ridiculous I’m being and scribble out most of […]
