Kangatopia

I tend to not enjoy riding my bike on my own. Still, I’ve been finding more and more lately that when I am on the road and trying to get into a “zone”, I don’t like to talk. Mostly, when I go out on the bike, I ease into a strong state of [...]

For the first time in the course of my dating history as documented in this blog, I think I am going to dispense with a moniker. Shep is the real first name of a real person, a special person, The person, The One.
A couple of months ago, I wrote how I was surfing through [...]

Bedtime at my house has always been a tricky issue. When Bear was small – and by small, I mean, before he started Kindergarten – we would sometimes take him to the grocery store in the middle of the night and let him run up and down the aisles until he would wear out [...]

Monkey developed this cute little rhyme she likes to recite each night at bedtime in a sing song pattern.
Good Night
Don’t let the bedbugs bite.
Good Night!
Winston, who is a natural mimic, sang out
Neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-neh-neh
Good night!