Tuesday, May 20, 2014

My Plan Unfolds

Lamb told me that her middle school friends think that I look like a spy.

I think they may mean I look like a Secret Service agent. Which probably stems from my habit of standing at modified parade rest while I wait in the lobby for Lamb to exit school.


As long as the boys think that, my plan unfolds nicely.

I think I'll start wearing an ear piece and sun glasses indoors.