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Now that we’re teaching Owen to lie about his age at the library, he’s been telling people how excited he is to be three. Except it sounds like “I’m free! I’m free!” See, because life is lived in bondage when you’re two. But then, man, that third birthday hits, the liberators arrive, and you just gotta tell the world: “I’m FREE!”




Clever. I never thought about teaching my kid to lie about his age to convince people he was older, only younger. You know, like for cheaper tickets getting in to amusement parks. Hey, he’s short for his age. Use what you got.