As I write this, Amy and I have been married for 12 years. For more than half of that time, she's been in school getting some degree or another. A few weeks ago, Amy received her educational specialist degree.
Chloe was recently invited to another child's birthday party. We went and bought a gift, wrapped it up and took it to the party venue. The party was being held at an ice skating rink which had a "special" room where the "special" girl could have her "special" time uninterrupted by the "common people," it seemed.
On a recent cloudy day Chloe asked me, "Where's the sun?" I told her it was behind the clouds. "No it's not," she replied. Apparently, Chloe is having a hard time believing something is there if she can't see it.
While we were getting out of the van one day, Chloe had a small bag of candy in her hand. Somehow a few pieces dropped to the garage floor. This was no big deal, but I feared they would attract ants, so I stooped down to pick them up.
One day while I was at the office, I received a telephone call. The caller said, "I'm standing out in front of the office. I need you to come out here, but don't come out the front door." Not fully understanding what was going on, I walked up to the front door and looked out. There, lying stretched out across the front door was a Black Snake.