Letter to Dragon: "My father broke my arm"

“Look at you. That is some cast. How did that happen?”

Dragon, loud and clear, “My father broke my arm.”

Wait what!? Dragon!

The parking attendant’s face froze. I interjected quickly. “Dragon, your father did not break your arm.”

Indignation retorted loudly, “yes, he did! He hit it with a ball!”

Arrgggghhh

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Encomium to the Public Library

Encomium to the Public Library

“Momma, I love the smell of the library.”

“Me too, my love, me too.”

Michelle told us as we checked out, “Corinna, I think this might be the most books you have ever checked out at once.”

Dragon pipes up, “both of our bags are bursting!”

56 books does seem like a lot of books for a woman who avoided public libraries for years.

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