My Dear Child

Adam John, oh, Adam John. I shake my head daily with him, wondering where he came from.

Lemons - likes to squeeze them... into his milk! And he enjoys eating them - rind and all!

Afternoon comes, playing with a buddy outside. Will joins him and drags him off around the side of the house. All three boys squirm on back.

"Mom, I went bops outside."

He's kidding, right? Nope.

They've been asking for a dog. I don't think so.