Notes from Deb

Poor Richard

If houseplants could run screaming from my presence, they would.

Every parent has experienced Xenosmilus's frustration.

Often you, too, are privately convinced those little winters won't end.

Does your family have a motto?

You heard it here first: Don’t eat polar bear liver.

I thought they were going to teach me how to draw dinosaurs.

No one knows how to do something until they know how to do something.

"Are we sports people now?" the girls would ask as I settled in for another installment of Nerds Watching Football.

The holiday season's hype acts as a giant magnifying glass, focusing our attention on our own personal ghosts of holidays past.