Monthly Archives: September 2018
Our six-year-old lost his first tooth this week. He was eating a bowl of popcorn when it happened. Did I finish the popcorn? I did. We never did find the tooth, so either I ate it or my son did. At least, that’s our theory. We’re not taking the steps necessary to confirm that. Since […]
I reminded my wife that if we didn’t like her, there was a 30-day no-questions-asked return policy at the hospital. I thought that was a brilliant joke. My wife, in the throes of labor, didn’t agree.