Day 290: L(a)unching with the DT

     "Of course you can have his sandwich," Keana said, handing Skeet the paper sack. "I don't even know where Francis is."

Day 282: D.T. Discoveries

   Dean tried to be brave, but kept as much distance as he could without Keana calling him out. "So...uh...what is it?"
   "You mean what WAS it," Linh gagged. "I'm not touching it."
   "It's beautiful," Francis said. "Let's take him home!" Keana scowled, trying to see what her brother found so pretty. Maybe he needed glasses.
   And from somewhere far far away, Skeet swore he heard his mother calling. At least that's what he told the rest when they caught up with him a few hours later.

Day 277: The Summertime Dream Time

Every neighborhood has 'em...that ragtag group of kids that spend the three glorious months of summer together in one kind of a mess or another, exploring and traipsing all over their four blocks of civilization. We were those kids, we're raising those kids, and someday I hope to chase those kids off my lawn.

It's the Ciiiiiiircle of liiiiifeee...