Monday, April 04, 2005
We're Raising Him Right
A few mornings ago, we walked into The Girl’s room to find The Boy standing on a stepstool, peering into the crib, serenading her gently with his inimitable version of “Thunder Road.”
“You ain’t a beauty, but hey, you’re alright…”
Perfect.
“You ain’t a beauty, but hey, you’re alright…”
Perfect.
