I Want to Watch Olaf the Snowman Melt and Die

The last straw came with this announcement from my seven-year-old daughter: “Uh, Mom, my jacket is ripped again.” “Noooo!” I moaned. “Please, not the winter jacket!” “My jacket is way too small,” chirped her older sister. “Your jacket is just fine,” I told her. Then I took a good look at both of them, standing … Continue reading I Want to Watch Olaf the Snowman Melt and Die