If you are a regular follower here you might have noticed that I dropped off the radar last Wednesday, and so I thought that the polite thing to do today would be for me to offer a brief explanation for my sudden disappearance. Would you prefer a story… or the truth…?
As for me, I’d much prefer a story, since a story would be quite a bit more fun, but I suppose you’ll insist upon the truth.
Fine, be that way; here’s the truth:
It all began last Monday when my daughter showed up with my seven month old grandson. As daughters do, she handed him to me while she was unpacking all of the baby paraphernalia she had brought in with her. After unpacking everything we sat down and she began to tell me how he had begun to engage in an amusing practice which she called “projectile vomiting”…
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