Vinte quatro. That is a very old sounding number.

My son, the monkey that he is, was climbing on the chair I told him he should not climb on six times today, and ended up folding the chair in half and getting caught.

He was too embarrassed to cry and laid that way until I came to his room for bath time...it would of course be the one day I do not have any camera film in the house. My mother would say 'bueno que te pase' which...it means...I would say it's more like 'Good, that it happened to you!' but I feel too guilty to say so.

'I told you so!' is just too much for an almost four ay deus year old to understand.

My step has a spring! It must be the beautiful weather.

It is March already! How fast time flies, around this time last year I was in the middle of a-- getting ready for my book to be published. It seems like so long ago with all that has happened!

What was everyone doing at this time last year?

I am divorced They are considering a world-wide book tour for Tilting at Windmills! It would be good to see the world right now.