When our son was a baby, I would dig in, do the parenting thing, and help my wife with the diaper-changing routine. Now, I find myself doing the same thing with our grandson when I babysit. Nothing has changed. It’s still a dirty, smelly job, no matter how many wipes I use. I’d don a K95 facemask, but that might scare the little guy.
I’m thinking that I’ve run out of flying columns to write. Can’t think of anything else to say after a six-year ride, mas o menos.
Perhaps you saw this exchange between a teacher and the police officer who pulled her over in San Dimas, CA, on April 23 for using her cellphone while driving, recorded on the officer’s bodycam:
Back in the days when children traveled on trains to get somewhere with their parents, there was no charge for kids that were five or under. A sixyear old child was told by his mother as they were carrying their bags to the train, “Tell ‘em you’re five.” The little boy frowned but got on the train and sat down. The conductor came by and said, “
It is a near certainty that Texans will be allowed to carry handguns without a license in the near future as House Bill 1927 passed both chambers and heads to a conference committee to hash out amendments added in the Senate version.
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