This tale not only has the scariest bee image you can possibly imagine, but also the worst nickname.

This is one of those conversations that I wish I could have back. Unfortunately, all I can do now is hope that everyone involved forgets. Well, that and try to stop singing in the mornings.

Just how far would you go to get out of mowing the lawn? In my case, the answer is about 36 miles. Enjoy!

Do you remember your first monster? For me, it was Smaug. The boys are much less sheltered than I was. They have seen and heard of hundreds, if not thousands, of monsters. So how does Smaug match up? You tell me.

What happens when a 6-year old starts thinking deep thoughts? Whacking. And no, you’re not allowed to yell at me for whacking my six-year old. Not until you read this, at any rate. Then you can yell all you like.

I still maintain that the original plan described in today’s tale was a good one. I had no way of knowing just how badly it would turn against me.

I’ve been wanting to try this trick for as long as I can remember, ever since I watched Bugs Bunny do it to Daffy Duck. Thanks, Bugs!

Here’s a line to use the next time someone is upset with you – if you don’t ever want to see that person again, that is.

Tired? Worn out? Need a break from the hustle and bustle of the day? Come to our house – just make sure the kids aren’t here when you do.

I gotta give the little guy credit for this one. It was a really good try.