Archive for September, 2011


September 4, 2011

Things pop into my son’s head.

For instance, he came out of his sister’s room laughing the other day. He cracks himself up.

“Look at that Tupperware on her desk.” He pointed with his hand shaking with crack up. “I gave it to her two years ago and told her it was pure from a melted glacier.”

He could barely get the words out.

“I scooped itĀ from the pool.”