A Good Shave
17 September 2011
Saturday morning, Jim took Charlie to the barbershop (it's 5 minutes from our house) not for a haircut but a shave. At an (actual) haircut... Read more →
Saturday morning, Jim took Charlie to the barbershop (it's 5 minutes from our house) not for a haircut but a shave. At an (actual) haircut... Read more →
Charlie couldn't sleep on Sunday: Too excited at the prospect of going back to school after the winter break. Consequently, he was very groggy at... Read more →
I've been noticing---actually, I've always noted this, since when Charlie was a baby, but it's been especially apparent as Charlie is growing up---that there's a... Read more →
This post is going to be a jumble-potpourri-mishmash of things (sort of like this doughnut burger, hence the title) because too many things are on... Read more →
A little phrase Charlie said to me in the car last night signalled his increasing awareness of a subject he's struggled to grasp and articulate:... Read more →