They're all stories about little boys. I don't have any of those. Just a little girl. I'm looking forward to having boys to do things like hide game pieces in underwear. But I'm not there yet. And the things that run through my mind about my child are sometimes very different than the thoughts I've read here. See, I think Luke's little love note is cute and all. But if it was aimed at my daughter (Ryann), I have to pursue the "clean the shotgun" angle. Or the "how many different ways can I teach her to kill boys" angle. I can't help it. It just happens.
Anyways, I've already written a big post about my daughter in my other place for writing (note: I hate the word blog. Or at least saying that I have one). So I'm just going to link to it. Keep posting. I enjoy reading your stories. Here's mine.
