Amy: “Thank you Dad. Thank you.”
Tell you what, nothing feels better.
Dad: “Noah, don’t go in that bedroom.”
Noah: Goes in bedroom anyway.
Dad: Loses temper.
Noah: Cries.
Tell you what, nothing feels worse.
A juggling technophile shares personal stories, challenges, humor and perhaps some political commentary.
Amy: “Thank you Dad. Thank you.”
Tell you what, nothing feels better.
Dad: “Noah, don’t go in that bedroom.”
Noah: Goes in bedroom anyway.
Dad: Loses temper.
Noah: Cries.
Tell you what, nothing feels worse.
