Halley: Halley’s father
Ohhhhh, those sick kid blues. I remember, although for me it was way back when. We did a lot of reading aloud to pass the time away, and even listening to recorded books together. (With my older daughter, born 1974, we’re talking pre-history–wonderful 33 1/3 rpm records of Tammy Grimes oh-so-naughtily reading the Frances books.) Years later, those sick days stand out in everyone’s memory as some of the best days there were.
Rainer Brockerhoff blogging about what other people said about World of Ends.
Did you see the recent Inquirer article–Joy of Blogging: Like the Joy of Sex but Not Really? Darn good, considering the author is (whispering) not a blogger!