In which my darling children take my delicate ego into their loving hands, and then do their very best to shred it to bits. Enjoy!
The big guy was embarrassed by this one, but he shouldn’t have been. There was simply nothing he could do.
What could be better than taking the kids shopping to pull together the perfect dinner? Just about anything.
In the spectrum of dirtiness, few things approach the level of camp grunge, especially in South Florida in August.
If you’re looking for what not to do with your kids, this tale is a really good place to start.
What’s the most embarrassing thing you can imagine having your seven-year old shout? I bet this beats it.
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