
It’s time for another Stanley installment. As most of you know, this past spring I was asked by my friend Lisa if I would allow a little guy named Flat Stanley to join me on my trip to Ireland so that he would have all kinds of information to share with her son Cairo’s kindergarten class upon his return. At first I couldn’t have been more excited, however after a couple of days with this terror, spent trying to thwart his awkward sexual advances and keep up with his healthy Read More…