Christmas

Christmas in Seattle

Dear Malin Reese, I remember when I was about 5(?)-years-old, I stared out the window of my bedroom in desperate search of Rudolph’s red nose.

Sons- In November of 1983, while I was still in the womb, a film was released that would completely destroy both my childhood, as well

Dear Eleanor and Wesley, I have an observation. Lists are incredibly easy to ignore. The oldest one I can think of was universally discarded before

Sons, I’m taking a break from making it look as though St. Nick has slid down our chimney and miraculously moved about freely in our