Archive for the ‘Quoting H.C.’ Category

My daughter is God\’s Snow Angel

It\’s snow here in Raleigh for the second straight day. Coming out of Target after some Christmas shopping, H.C. kicked the Cute Meter through the roof:\n\n\”Daddy, I love the snow. It tickles me!\”



If it really is made of cheese, the moon might eat itself


How…? Just…how…?


I guess she was sitting in God’s lap?


It’s apples and strawberries, really.