We went thru two adoptions in the '70's and our workers would never have
asked such a stupid question. Our kids were reared on Sesame Street and
Electric Company and Mr. Rogers, but my son always had a library on the
back of the commode.Such a tempting place for a pun here, but I will try to
stifle my stunted sense of humor. My daughter reads Stephen King and Larry
McMurtry. My wife reads about three true crime books per week. I am the
illiterate although I like James Lee Burke and Patricia Cromwell.

        That social workers she limit her work to the Humane Shelter
adopting out puppies and kittens.

Bobby


>Good morning my little Chickadees!
>
>How does it feel this morning, to be a member of the finest list in the
>world?  Life's good, ain't it now?
>
>Happy Friday to you, and for those of you with a straight work week, AMEN!
>For your reward, you get to come back Monday.
>
>Item 1: I would like to share a neat craft page for your youngins with links
>to other craft pages and ideas as well.
>
><A
>HREF="http://craftsforkids.about.com/parenting/craftsforkids/msubstick.htm">St
>icks and Twigs Craft Projects</A>
>
>I will be making the Wish Stick today.  Would anyone like to make one with
>me? It will be something we can remember each other by.  I am behooved
>however, to share that it's all fun and games until somebody's eye gets poked
>out.
>
>Safety Betty...or Betty Safety (BS); whatever.
>
>Item 2: This is a great time of year for those of you living on the third
>rock, in the same annual cycle as I am experiencing in Alexandria Virginia,
>USA.  We are entering summer; for many nature lovers, the most enjoyable
>season of all.
>
>This is the time for many species of nature's newborns to begin discovering
>their new and wondrous habitats.
>
>This year, my back yard nesting box has been occupied by house wrens.  The
>parent's melodious call has brought me hours of contentment.  Last week I was
>witness to the most humorous event.  I squirrel made the error of "parking"
>too near the nest.  Either Mom or Dad wren, I'm not sure which, buzzed him
>(skimmed the top of his head) as I call it, and chased him at length as he
>vainly tried to escape.  No matter where that poor squirrel ran, wren was hot
>in pursuit.
>
>I was all by myself; there was no one with whom I could share this riveting
>spectacle.
>
>Around the bush, over the barbecue grill, and dashing up the mighty oak,
>Squirrel fled with a purpose -- to no avail, however.  The vexatious wren was
>unrelenting.
>
>Finally, they sped out of sight, one ahead of the other.  Behind the next
>house, they were gone.
>
>As I finished my coffee, I pondered the question of the ages: How the hell
>can some idiot social worker think that TV shows are more socially
>enlightening than books?
>
>That is all.
>
>Betty -- Early-on high school dropout (1975), possessor of the coveted GED
>(1976), with fond memories as a child surrounded by books.
>
>This message was brought to you in honor of my parents, who knew a heck of a
>lot more about me than anyone else.