Teacher: Where is… Emma?
Emma: <Giggles and points to self>
Teacher: Where is…Jamison?
Jamison: <Giggles and points to self>
Teacher: Where is…Destroy?
Destroy: <Confused look> Hi!
Teacher: Where is Destroy? Are you Destroy?
Destroy: <Looks thoughtfully at his teacher, toddles over toward Search>
Search: Sigh. <Points forcefully at Destroy with exasperated expression>
Destroy: <Happily points back at Search>
Teacher: That’s Search. *You’re* Destroy.
Destroy: No. Brother.
Yesterday my brother got married. Goodness knows my family needed another girl. Here’s a quick peek at the extravaganza. Continue reading
Tomorrow my baby brother is getting married.
A year and a half ago he called me; I answered from my hospital bed. “Don’t freak out. But I have something to share.” (For those interested, never a good idea to request a bedridden, hospitalized, highly hormonal pregnant mother of multiples to not “freak out.” It’s not going to go your way.) Continue reading