A comic about our trip to the museum of play.
The little guy and I went for a short walk when out of his mouth he says to me: “Memories lose their meaning…” When I asked him what he meant he said he had no idea, but my head began swirling nonetheless. I couldn’t shake it as we walked along, internally laying out the caseContinue reading “These memories lose their meaning…”
I honestly have no idea where he comes up with these things some times. The snow was falling for the first time this season, a cold chill in the air, and the heat rising from my car as SiriusXm’s Holiday Traditions played some classics out of the radio (Yes, I’m one of those people listeningContinue reading ““For Pete’s Sake””