Dress-up box aftermath. When the parents are engrossed in conversation, Things are Bound to Happen. I don’t yet have a Memorial Day photo of my Pops, WWII – Normandy Beach-landing vet, because his annual BBQ dinner is this evening and I’m hoping to convince him to pose for me in
Little Farm boy, Tilden Park, Berkeley, CA. When the going gets tough — or even when an afternoon sneaks up and makes itself available — the tough grab a bunch of celery (to feed the animals) and hie themselves to Little Farm, nestled up over the hills a scant 12
Post-dinner dance party. There was only time for one song: which would you choose?  “Flashlight” bolted out of the gate as an early contender, but “Super Freak” came from behind and took the night. If I have one gay (parent) agenda item — other than, can I serve my kids