Ever since my niece and nephew were born, my sister and brother-in-law have had a House Rule in place about using “spicy” language around their young and impressionable ears. My brother-in-law had a coin bank, and whenever someone would light a sh-parkler or drop an f-bomb, the offending party would have to cough up one dollar to the kitty per offense.Continue reading Mea Culpa
Dad began unloading some groceries he had purchased from the local produce store before heading over to the airport to pick me up. I had already taken off my coat, shoes and socks, and had positioned myself just inside the side door so he could hand the bags over to me from the back of the van.
“Don’t stand in the house!” he insisted. “Come down here and help me!”Continue reading Holiday Hijinks
Other than twice-yearly visits up north to see family, I had never spent a significant amount of one-on-one time with them other than to take them out a few hours for lunch and a bit of shopping. I was apprehensive about the thought of entertaining both of them for an entire week, and I wanted things to go well for all of us. Fortunately, we all had a really good time.Continue reading Birth Of A Tradition