Blah, Blah, Blah
Sometimes I overestimate both the importance of what I have to say and the hunger of my audience. This especially happens with my daughter, Tess. When Tess asks me a simple questions like, “Why is the sky blue?”, I’ll give her a needlessly long and complicated answer. So when she asks me a more complicated question like, “Where do babies come from?”, I’m ready to give her a treatise on the meaning of life.READ MORE