It was a pretty complete list. The kind of list one makes when one cannot fall asleep because one's thoughts keep swirling through one's brain like a bunch of sparrows on crack.

What are you doing in there, waxing your mustache?” Iggy yelled, pounding on the bathroom door. I yanked the door open and pushed him backward hard, making him stagger. “I don’t have a mustache, you idiot!” Iggy giggled and put his arms up to protect himself in case I punched him. “And you know what?” I added. “You don’t have one either. Well, maybe in a couple years. You can always hope.” I left him in the hallway, anxiously fingering his upper lip.

The hardest part about parenting is when I have to be The Dad--aka the Fun-Sucker--as opposed to being a friend.

I recommend you stick to your own species, Shy Babe." p. 155

I wouldn’t trust you if you were the last life raft leaving the Titanic.”-max

When are you going to trust me Max?" asked Fang. "When I go completely bonkers," I laughed.

Part 3 BACK TO SCHOOL (THE NORMAL KIND)