Cracker Barrel east of St. Louis. Full dish of cocktail sauce in baby’s fist. All over my jeans! Not my favorite perfume. Now at McDonald’s Play Place for some exercise. Is this what they mean when they talk about seeing America?
Next up: the Arch. (Singular and not golden.)
Look, No Exclamation Points
Because Moving Five Kids Across the Country Isn’t Excitement Enough
Ain’t It Good to Be Back Home Again
Actually, It’s the Cauliflower You Have to Watch Out For, the Way They’re Always Darting into the Road
Oh Give Me a Home Where My Phone Doesn’t Roam