The funny thing is that it’s some of the ridiculously cold countries – the freeze the snot on your nose northern nations – that are the happiest. This is what they say. You know. “They.” I just read a report on it. I don’t know. I prefer the beach, myself. Child Number 2, the laughing boy, told me the other morning about a beach in Mexico. “I want to go there,” he said.
Liz is now tall enough to legally sit in the front seat when Daddy drives. Oh no. Today, it's the front seat; tomorrow it's a new car. What you might find more interesting is that young professionals in, of all places, Africa have some entitlement issues of their own. Here's a recent commentary on it. PDF Version (Christian Week - [...]