So I found an old notebook of mine. This notebook contained ancient writings of mine from two thousand-six and earlier. Like OMG, I was shocked to see how little me was so emotional. I imagine that is a typical response though, right? I mean we grow and mature over the years, most anyway. I thought … Continue reading Old scribble.
So I return home to a bunch of chaos in the kitchen. My sisters are ducked off laughing about the commotion. I peek over and my mom is huddled over my dad. He has a towel folder under him and she has several in the near vicinity. She also has hydrogen peroxide, q-tips, and other … Continue reading Bee in his ear.