Yay! My autographed copy of Emperor of North America has arrived. I waved it in front of my eldest, who snatched wildly. I told him he could have first dibs on it if he finished his homework. Presto-chango, he turns into The Boy Who Cares About Fractions. Would that Mr. McNichol could write a book a week.
….well…I have enough stories in my head…maybe if I carry around one of those gizmos that turn words into type… ?;)
Hope he likes it!
God bless,
JDM
Yeah, tell me when you figure out the gizmo. Is there one that can make my internal monologue while hanging out laundry into something coherent and publishable?