After cleaning up all the wrapping paper and candy-cane bows, Stephen's gifts still littered the floor. There was moldable clay, remote cars, an iPod…and among other things that scared me just a little, a bow and arrow set. Since Legolas took the silver screen, the bow has been a popular, ah, weapon. There, I said it. Weapon. We gave our son a weapon. For Christmas, no less. Along with the bow, we also gave Stephen five rules: The arrows must stay off the floor; the bow must never be dropped; there was to be no target practice in the back yard; there was to be no target practice in anyone’s back yard; and in fact, the bow should never be used at all. Ever. We all know a parent can make up five rules and one of them will always be broken. It’s best to simply decide in advance which one you want it to be and stick it in there. So, yes, I knew he was going to have to shoot the bow at so...
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....