Right answer, kid

No compunction about being polite, making small talk, making friends – and Number One Son is one of the most well-mannered 10-yr-olds you’d want to meet, and certainly the most well-behaved of our brood. (I’ll caveat that with, “when he’s had his meds.” God help you if he hasn’t.) It so totally floored Random Dude – who might have just been a nice old guy saying hello – that he wandered off flustered, which was totally OK with SOBUMD. I realized later that it wasn’t that he seemed creepy or gave off bad vibes or anything – Number One Son just started with the assumption that this guy had his facts wrong, and couldn’t even remember that they hadn’t exchanged names a few minutes ago. Anyone who can’t even keep up with a few minutes ago just isn’t worth his time to talk to.

No More BubbleYum BubbleGum for You, Grommet!

The Human Tape Recorder was wired up with braces today, inaugurating a process that I’m sure will result in wonderfully straight teeth, happy smiles, and a bill higher than the defense budget of several developing countries.

And a Very Happy Mother’s Day!

There is a nurturing spirit that seems unique to women, and it is right and proper that we honor that spirit at least once a year, if not every day. And by honor I mean bring chocolate. And Happy Mother’s Day to all the rest of you mothers as well!

Weekend Road Trip, Part Deux: Friday and the Rush to Easter

By lunch, I mean “the entire caloric intake of an extended family of 20 in most of the developing world.” Dandelion Deb is serious about her passions, one of which is trying to eat Organic: “Have you fertilized your lawn this year?” That answer being Not Yet, I went with her to hand-select and pick the sweetest, juiciest dandelions from the yard.

Conversations I Wasn’t Planning on Having This Morning

How do you sweat in just that one spot in the middle of the bed?