I told Amy “new diaper” and she hyperventilated and run, like a rocket, to hide in her sister’s room. She then peaked out at me with a pixie like grin and cackled loudly.
A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
I told Amy “new diaper” and she hyperventilated and run, like a rocket, to hide in her sister’s room. She then peaked out at me with a pixie like grin and cackled loudly.
