The No Cavity Club

Meg took our son to the dentist this past week and naturally, on my end, there was all sort of anxiety. Even though his last visit went splendidly, I’m still haunted by the very first visit we took when the dentist found several cavities that had to be taken care of. However, since that firstContinue reading “The No Cavity Club”

Lacey and Lily

I grew up reading comic books. It all goes back to that copy of Uncle Scrooge in “North of the Yukon” that was in a pile of old comics my grandmother kept in the closet for when we were home sick from school. I sat on the couch, leafed through its colorful pages (and beautifulContinue reading “Lacey and Lily”

Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be

We’ve watched Ducktales, Batman ‘66, we’ve read Mr. Men and Little Miss books before bed. We own The Great Mouse Detective and Mickey’s Christmas Carol. We laugh to Inspector Gadget. A pair of Ninja Turtle figures showed up at Christmas. Wait a second. Is this my son’s childhood or my own? Sometimes I feel guiltyContinue reading “Nostalgia ain’t what it used to be”

Nostalgic for Mypos, the 80s, or just my childhood?

If you know me, or heck, if you’ve read past entries on this blog, you know how nostalgic I can get – longing for previous times, or pieces of culture from various parts of my life, or even before my time. I admittedly get that way about a lot of things – cartoons, films, videoContinue reading “Nostalgic for Mypos, the 80s, or just my childhood?”