We just watched the Grinch. I am jealous of his answering machine message. Okay, I don’t know what I just said. I think this could be a wild post. We had a session of baking hilariosity today. Cause it’s critically important to make 28 kinds of christmas cookies, right? Right. Also, to make things even …
He still looks like this in my head. Maybe that’s why I’m sometimes stunned to look up and see this: I have never known anyone to be so much like their dad. They both think one of the funniest things in the world is playing jokes on me. Or trying to tickle me. Or sneaking …
