As a newly arrived senior citizen to old age, I have earned the privilege to post and say whatever I want before I croak. I may have wisdom here, or not. Much is based on my mood, which to be honest, is based on last nights dinner.
Sunday, June 28, 2015
Plotting a joke on mom
"You go up and hug your mom's leg, then I'll come from behind and hug her, too, and then we can both start to tickle her! OK?"
"OK, but is that before or after I grab that banana?" asks the Bambino.