Monthly Archives: September 2009

Sam spent the night with her best friend Megan. The next day I asked if they slept on the same bed and she said they didn’t. Me: Is Megan’s bed smaller than your bed? Sam: No, mine is bigger.

Sam: Daddy, I see hair on your arms. Me: Um. Ok. Sam: We all have hair. We’re mammals. Me: You are right. You know, some people have a disease that makes all of the hair on their bodies fall out. … Continue reading →