Anna has started to appreciate Dr. Seuss; at least the DVD animated renditions of his excellent children’s books.  (Since books and movies are where it’s at for Anna, she runs the risk of becoming like her father–a recovering couch potato.)  Throughout the day today (and at many intervals yesterday) Anna was shamelessely begging me to…

The other day Christa discovered one of the negative ways I have been subliminally influencing her and simultaneously corrupting our verbose 3 year old, Anna.   The technique I employ is to sing really bad (i.e. cheesy) songs from the 80s and 90s while doing various domestic activities.  Inevitably, these serenades often enter the bloodstream and…