Off came the clothes, and over the fence they would fly!
Today, David, my younger brother, who left this world last summer, has weighed heavily on my mind. I miss him so much. Today, at school, two of my kiddos wanted to spend lunch with me, and the three of us started sharing fun-loving stories about younger siblings. One of my students started laughing about a sister who would not keep her clothes on when she was a little tyke, and I immediately began to laugh and think about my own little streaker when he was just a boy. Continue reading “Our Little Terror”