I'm feeling a little wistful this evening.
The combination of my adult child hanging out with us this evening and a certain purple dinosaur being in town has me remembering the days when the giant man-child was but a little man.
I offer to you a story from the blog before this one of days gone by:
As I'm sure you guessed, the photo is not mine. I had intended to stop by Toys 'R Us and snap a photo of shelves and shelves of Barney and Co., but ... well, I just plain forgot.
Staring all weepy-eyed at a young adult snoring on your couch during prime time television has that effect on some of us.