Good grief I have nothing to post.
I have not paid any attention to my children. I have utterly ignored them the past few days. Therefore I have nothing to report on.
Fine, fine fine. I DID read six books in as many days. How else is one supposed to survive the hateful prolonged months of winter?
So you see I am indeed baring my neglectful soul when I tell you I really, really, have paid no attention to my children.
Where are they right now anyway?
One night after I put them to bed unseasonably early I DID clean out drawer. Lurking in a seldom used file folder I found a humorous smattering of verses.
They are awfully funny and about 12 years old as far as I’m concerned though in reality the truth they tell is as old as Adam.
One of you, my dear friends, can take credit for including me in your mass-email 12 years ago when I was living overseas. I must have liked it then too as I printed it off on European sized legal paper because Google Archive was not yet available, and have schlepped it around the country ever since. I must have been inspired because 12 years later I have something to post.
I may not have an antidote from my personal side of the table but perhaps this will stave your hunger until I get off my literary duff and start watching my kids again.