Ballad of the backpack begins.

It's the night before first grade starts. I guess I've lived through¬†multiple (somewhere around 30+) of these nights, but this one is different. By my front door there's a Spiderman backpack filled with lined notebooks... clear plastic book covers... pencils... Everything is still innocent. Everything is still fresh-faced and calm. Bracing for the change. And... Continue Reading →

Nettles update: seventeen months

We're traveling and you're traveling, mostly upright, mostly walking, mostly like a drunk. But you're fierce and you're just about there. And you've discovered a love of climbing in giant teeth. And you'll eat your pizza how you damn well choose. And you'll scare away the animals you damn well choose.

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