The green grass in the football arena is plastic. It’s the only grass I’ve seen all year. My kid runs after the football, high-fiving pals I didn’t even know he knew. At bedtime, he makes my hair into a unicorn horn. ”This is nice! I’ve always wanted to be a unicorn!” I reply dutifully. ”I […]
Tag: Children
This is my second summer this year. It still has novelty value and so far, I’m enjoying frivolous discovering of pieces of clothing in my wardrobe. This, this, what – this too? Those long-lost cotton and viscose acquaintances are all greeted with warm smiles and promised nice outings, meals, and walks among flowers. Too often, […]