Many will disagree with me, but fishing is GROSS! So when Stephen wanted to go fishing with his big brother Aaron I devised a string on a stick in the hopes of NOT catching anything. Too bad you can't fool them forever. It didn't take long before Stephen realized everyone but him caught something, and that everyone but him had an actual rod and reel. So even though it meant upgrading to poking a hook through a wiggling, slimy worm, then catching a fish and trying to disengage the hook from their lips, or worse, their throat, then argue about releasing the fish, or having it for dinner, then losing the argument and having your kitchen stink like..well, dead fish...well, even though it meant all those things, I bought him a nice rod and a tub of fat worms. And it slowly turned into into relaxing afternoons by the lake with him fishing, and me sitting nearby with a book in one hand, and a wet wipe in the other. (He often needs help getting those worms on the hook- a...
Actually, this blog was about keeping up with kids (as in things to do when you're out of ideas) Lately it's been about keeping up with me. As in, what I am doing to promote my books, what I'm writing, and how much I want the world to know that I have really smart, fun, and FUNNY kids. Except if I focus on that subject, I won't have time to finish my next book....