Nobody tells a joke like you, Wrestles me like you, Cheers me on like you, Lets me get away with it like you, Can keep a secret like you. Nobody snores louder than you either. Happy Father’s Day to all
Dads Are Special

Nobody tells a joke like you, Wrestles me like you, Cheers me on like you, Lets me get away with it like you, Can keep a secret like you. Nobody snores louder than you either. Happy Father’s Day to all
Thinking of Max’s Grrrrreat Grrrrandpa, my Kung-Kung, Albert Kong US Army Captain… thinking of being a six-year-old and being squeezed to bits in the most ferocious bear hugs he could muster. This is him with my grandma Cordelia Kong. To Kung-Kung,
Hello, Folks! As I raise Max, I notice that it takes kids a while to pick up the finer nuances of human expression. Sometimes I would absolutely lose it —holler, slam things down— and 2 y.o. Max would crack up
Hello, Mamas and Papas, Nannies and Mannies, Aunties and Uncles, Teachers, Principals, Child Therapists, Camp Counselors, Merry-Go-Round Operators, Chuck E. Cheese Employees, Voiceless Beings Embodying Oversized Disney Character Costumes, and Anyone Else whose daily world is inhabited by the Little