Zander is an interesting creature. I will never fully understand that boy, nor do I care to on this side of eternity. The spunk and challenges he brings into my life is enough to keep me satiated and on my toes. Quite a charismatic heart.
I'm so happy he has drum lessons in our living room.

It brings the most colorful and odd people here.
Big D.

We recently saw her play her first "gig" at the gay pride festival. Zander was so proud of her. He is still trying to get her to hang a sign "Challenging the Stereotype" Because, apparently, white boy zander has more rythm than black girl denise, and it is a popular belief that black people naturally have "that soul". (fact).
Me, Jesus and Zander like her a lot.... !
I found this on my doorstep that day:

Because she found this on my facebook:
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