It is hard out here

Since you asked:

Our daughter, Ann Caroline, has a new age and a new nickname. After a week of celebrating her eighth birthday, we were sleeping in a tad Saturday morning, when, around seven a.m. we were awakened by a wildly loud thumping noise. Granted our new hard wood floors don’t have Oriental rug runners yet and they echo, but it was loud, all the same.

In stomps Ann Caroline, blue plush bunny, Blueberry, in tow, making an incredible ruckus for a sweet, just-turned-eight, freckled, blond-haired little soccer player. She does this when she is groggy with sleep and on a mission to get to our room. Half asleep I muttered;

“Well, if it isn’t Stompie the Wonder Chimp.”

Me thinks Stompie the Wonder Chimp is going to have legs.