When I got home the other day, I was famished. Luckily, there was a huge bowl of sweet, juicy cherries waiting to be devoured. As I tried to enjoy my bounty, I was interrupted by two little interlopers. “Daddy!” screamed my 8-year-old daughter, Nee. “What are you doing?” “I’m eating cherries,” I said. “What does [...]
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Houston is a huge city; therefore, we spend many hours in our car driving around town. During these drives, I’m often entertained by my children’s conversations. Sometimes my 5-year-old son, N, pummels me with a barrage of “What would happen if” questions; other times, my 8-year-old daughter, Nee, surprises me with her wit and wisdom. [...]
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