Letters from Grenada

I have a long, clumsy history of screwing up my feet. Like the time I went camping and stepped on a rusty nail. Or the time I walked barefoot into the Hudson River and stepped on a broken bottle. And then there was the Donnie Wahlberg incident, wherein I decided to dismantle the cheap-o frame [...]

Posted on February 10th, 2010 under Grenada. Tags: childhood stories, clumsy, family, from the mouths of babes, joaquin the illustrious bean, love, motherhood, school, sprained ankles. Comments: 4