Out of the blue, the neighbor kid turned to me and said "Sometimes I get wedgies."
Jack whacked me in the cheek bone with a ukulele, I'm putting it in the baby book under first shiner given.
Ella is working on her beat boxing skillz, she's pretty good.
I spent the equivalent of a grocery bill at the book fair, (you're welcome grade school.)
Me and the kid joined Brownies, I refuse to wear a sash but I will sew patches.
One of my favorite artists was inspired by a Vachel Lindsay poem and I want to show it to you (below)