Misadventures of Little Red/Winter Tales So the holidays were approaching fast, and impatient to get the decorations and tree down from the attic I declined the invitation to wait until the family returned from a grocery trip and decided to just go it alone. Big mistake. Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house… nothing was stirring… well, nothing except for Little Red’s Mumma, who was perched precariously on the top of a ladder wedged in the attic opening. T

I vividly remember a courtroom scenario that the Judge, the jury, and myself began laughing out loud. The final arguments were being...

So another phone call from Little Red’s school informing me that he seems to be having great difficulty in class due to the fact that he can’t stop talking, resulted in me solemnly promising to address the issue and the schools’ concerns. Unfortunately, I decided to have ‘said conversation’ at the same time that I was having a little ‘clear out’ and left some of my old school reports lying around. Little Red, being the little super sleuth that he is, seized the opportunity to