Ellie has decided that in lieu of a treehouse or a playhouse, she would like us to build her a research lab.
Tim, a man perpetually surrounded by books: “I don’t have any books to read.”
🎵 🎶…and Mom and Dad can hardly wait for school to start again…🎵 🎶
Ellie, writing out the states phonetically: …Minasoda, Missipippi, Misery, Montana…
I’m writing an X-Files Christmas Carol fanfic and I don’t care if the trope has been done to death, I’m loving it.