Riotous, rapturous with a bit of raucous.  Those are the words on the street today. In the circle of life with its cycles and seasons, it’s the “life” part that

“He’s gonna find out who’s naughty and nice.  Santa Claus is comin’ to town.” Just coming off a crazy summer with 4 sons (ages 21, 18, 12, and 5), there’s

Holy smoke and good grief!  If I’d’ve had a klue as to what all was involved, I might’ve signed up to be a pet groomer instead.  Or a taxi driver

If this were ‘B’ week, I’d remind you that I live in a nest of B’s.  As in boys – four of ’em plus their dad.  I’m awash in a sea of

Big E, little E.  What begins with E?  EXCITEMENT for a birthday boy.  E, e, e. Yup – it’s been an exciting week around here with Little Brother turning five only

A:  Big A, little a.  What begins with ‘A?’  Aggravation, allergies, acceleration.  A, a, a. Of course, I’m not referring to Mr. Schrock’s children who are now all home for the