Du bist as Nazi, du bist a Nazi! I turn in horror. He's a little boy. Maybe four years old. His blonde hair curls at his ears...his blue eyes sparkle with the sort of mischief I should expect from a little boy at the park with his friends without supervision. And the other boy...three years … Continue reading Du Bist A Nazi
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Summer. Yay.
Summer vacation is hell. We started off on the right foot. There were projects and outings and waaaaaay too many movies…and then we had to go to bed and figure out something new and exciting for Day 2. I’m going out of my mind. I’m starting to appreciate a little something I have always loathed … Continue reading Summer. Yay.
Colloquially Speaking 