I am just sad.
I suppose I should explain how I came to this conclusion.
My mom has always held onto the dream of living in Europe. 398 more words
I didn’t really enjoy this book but I seem to be the only one. It was a Caldecott Honor Book in 1990 and my 3-year-old daughter got in to touching her own belly button during the part where “Little Guy’s” father is kissing his belly button. 401 more words
It has been one of the most difficult things to try to write, but something inside me told me I should at least try. On the first anniversary of my Grandmother’s passing, here’s an open letter I would imagine myself writing to her if I could get it to her in heaven: 874 more words