Our road twists and bends, but it never ends
It seemed like a twig. But, what would a twig be doing in my tub? Why does a twig have moving arms and legs? That’s no twig. It was a baby walking stick. I scooped it up and put it on the vine on my patio. When I returned five minutes later, it had scampered halfway down. DaddyMom: a friend to nature. Well, nature that’s not creepy looking, anyway.
Zu always gets through. My once-upon-a-time sweet-as-sugar baby takes no prisoners when the ball comes to her. I’m not at all sure where she got the killer instinct. But, don’t get between her and the goal.
Life Scout. Only five merit badges and a project stand between John and Eagle. That would also mean those things also stand between John and his license.
Stella D’oro is a New York delicacy. Tasty Italian treats for coffee. Best bread sticks on earth. Anisette Toasts. Mmmm. And who spotted them on our weekly tour of HEB? My Stella. “Did you name me after these?” she asked. Maybe so. As they’ve said for over 75 years, “only the best for Stella D’oro and you.”
Zuzu was out practicing her kicks on the front lawn this morning. She can’t wait to get on the field and run around. And, I can’t wait for her to have run around for an hour under the sun. She is a daily reminder of two things: Coffee was invented to even the energy score for grown-ups, and I am a winner every time I get a hug from my soccer star.
