Becoming a first grader in our home means a few things. One, you start Cub Scouts. Two, you start piano lessons in the fall. Three, you get your first library card.
Today was a good day to get that first library card.
It's always been that way. He was never destined to be the baby of the
family. When he chose his card three years ago he picked one that had a monster on it.
The Scientist however, chose one with puppy dogs.

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