If you are reading this… and, yes, you are reading this… then I love you and wish you only health and happiness.
Happy New Year to all my rowdy friends and my not-so-rowdy friends. Be safe. Have fun. And always be yourself.
Unless you can be a T-Rex.
Then you should be a T-Rex.
Happiness is having a son to help me sort all my D&D minis.
He may be enjoying it more than I am.
My Oldest, age 13: “I think… Yes… You need to move those boxes.”
Me: “I think… Yes… You are bossy.”
Oldest: “Yes. Have you met me? Now quiet down so you can hear my instructions better.”
Presented as evidence in case anyone thought Little Miss Thing had fallen too far from the tree.
I think we’re raising a couple of very confident young women, and this giant Viking dad couldn’t be prouder.