My explanatory nephew
“I’m explaining to Huck about trains.”
Well, of course. The cat doesn’t know much about trains.
Sounds like my nephew likes explaining things, my favorite part of journalism. It can also be a sign of chauvinism, apparently, but I’d like to think that the Little Guy and I aren’t that particular species of explainer.
I like my sister-in-law’s post title, too.
Welcome! Put up your feet and feel the cool breeze coming in from the shore.















May 9th, 2008 at 9:38 pm
[...] My birthday present from the West-Coast-but-soon-to-be-Tarheel branch of the family included these two handmade items. The washcloth was knitted by my sister-in-law, and the melt-and-pour soap was colored to match, under the personal supervision of my nephew — the same S-I-L and nephew I blogged about earlier today. [...]