The second night of Passover and it’s just a regular old crazy fest. Andy’s brother is tossing the kids on the bed. The ladies are chatting about Fifty Shades of Grey. I hadn’t read the book, so my three sister-in-laws praised the sexual gods for sending down such erotic literary pleasure.
Thankfully, 3-year-olds can’t read.
Bouncing children will not stop me from reading this book!