Last week, Aria bounded off the bus and ran over to me – dying to tell me about the story she wrote at school. As she’s a mere one month away from the start of summer and more importantly – her graduation from Kindergarten to 1st Grade – her class has begun cobbling together…

Never having had a dog, I had no idea what that act actually entailed. A boy and his dog just seemed like such a cool, mythic thing – like an Old West gunslinger with his faithful steed. The sight of a boy scampering alongside his bounding companion felt ripped from legend. Iconic – and something…

Now this is getting ridiculous. No sooner do I put the final period on Colin’s 7th annual post does he up and drop another calendar on me. And worse yet – we’re now much close to the heart-racing teen years than we are to his first fledgling steps forth into this world. I’ve said it…