(By the way, this scene was the prelude to an earlier Wordless Wednesday scene I posted…)
Wordless Wednesday (Woof)

(By the way, this scene was the prelude to an earlier Wordless Wednesday scene I posted…)
My son Max is pretty much all about cheese and carbs. He doesn’t believe in consuming plant life—nothing involving fruit anyway, in any form. Well, maybe ketchup… and the natural fruit flavors in gummy candy. Okay, I also sneak mashed bananas
(Sometimes “outside voice” is too loud even outside.)
“The night wore Max his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind and another his mother called him ‘WILD THING!’” So goes the first line of Maurice Sendak’s 51-year-old classic, Where the Wild Things Are. It might be a royal
(Time for a haircut)
What’s the difference between lying and pretending, and how many shades exist in between the two? NYC-based filmmaker Secil gives us July’s Rumpus Queen as she tells Melody’s tale. Thanks for sharing, Secil! Miss M was in pre-K at a Montesorri school