Yes, I said MEET Mister Mustard. Do you now have MEAN Mister Mustard running through your head, you old hippie, you? I know I do. This Mister Mustard isn’t that one, though. This one is a sweater. When #3 Daughter was in middle school and…

Yesterday was a very silly day. First, Mom mistook the time of her therapy and I came to pick her up an hour early. Then, I misread her schedule and thought she was scheduled on the wrong day, only to find out I was reading…

Charlie and I watched two of the grandsons yesterday: Youngest Grandson (6) and Second-Oldest Grandson (10). They play pretty well together, although each of them want to control the action and each of them wants to win. Can’t imagine where they got those traits. Who’re…