Let’s go to the place where the sidewalk ends

LT sat on the tire swing in our backyard, alone. His brother had gone to play with a friend leaving LT to amuse himself while his father and I completed our chores. His legs were curled up as they wouldn't touch the ground even if extended. As a result, the swing was nearly motionless except … Continue reading Let’s go to the place where the sidewalk ends

Just an average evening in the life of budding geniuses

"How long were you under there?" It was cat herding time once again at the Potts household also known as the half hour before bedtime. I was attempted to get a few last-minute chores in while simultaneously getting the boys ready for nighttime. I ignored Kiddo's question, focusing instead on the task at hand. "How … Continue reading Just an average evening in the life of budding geniuses