The turning of the seasons. Turn, turn, turn!
The two grandbrats keep trying to sneak glasses of pop or milk into our bedroom even though they know we don’t allow it. They watch cartoons, non-stop on the bedroom TV and eat cookies, chips and just about anything else on our bed, probably figuring that the crumbs exfoliate us while we sleep. We grownups know what happens when liquid gets balanced on a waterbed. The kids never doubt that they’ll be able to keep their drink from tipping over, we know they won’t. I keep telling them that if I... Sign in to see full entry.