confessions of a reformed tourist
My brother has one of those video cameras with a little screen that you can flip around. I guess so that you can use it to tape yourself? Yeah. He brought it out on Tuesday to record Bean blowing out his birthday candles and opening his presents. At first he kept the monitor where he [...]
In last night’s post, I mentioned my impending search for Richard Scarry books. Let me just say: As a rule, I hate shopping. Unless I’m shopping for Jack. Because that’s different. Also, he’s turning three in less than a month. Less than month! I can hardly believe it. I didn’t want to go to Barnes [...]
