An ode to the picture book writer Who's stories, next to mine, are much tighter I can ramble for pages About incontinent mages But with 300 words, they set fire!
Of course it was an April Fool's Day thing My very precocious five year-old (who still occasionally justifies his original moniker, The Attitude, even if with less frequency these days) tends to become a tad uneasy when he thinks we’re yanking his chain about something. For instance, every time I quip something like, oh, “we’re … Continue reading About That Whole “No Mas Words” Thing
I know this is going to come as something of a shock to many of you (although less so to the handful that know me and put up with my Puddiny-ness daily), but you’re about to see more change here at Puddintopia than a political candidate would be comfortable promising you in ten years. We’re … Continue reading I’m So Done With Words