You guys, I think Marlo is broken. She can’t stop talking. She does this thing where she’ll fixate on a word and repeat it a hundred times even after you’ve reassured her that YES, I GET IT, YOU’RE PLAYING DOCTOR. And usually that makes it worse, because somehow that acknowledgment makes the word even more [...]
I don’t remember the last time I burned anything to a CD, let alone the last time I bought a physical CD. These must be about a decade old, older than Chuck even. But we keep them around, just in case. I don’t have to tell you that we have a drawer full of ZIP [...]
Behold: a very rare moment when words are not shooting machine-gun style out of her mouth.