Riff — my six-year-old, son, inspired me to introduce a new series of Sunday posts. He is always asking me, “What happens if …” Sometimes his questions are humorous; sometimes redundant. Issa — my 10-year-old, daughter, prompted today’s question.
What happens if …
our year consisted only of the summer months of June, July and August?
I am a mom, writer, advocate, wife, daughter, sister, aunt, cousin, in-law, outlaw, friend, neighbor, Michigander,sports fan, moviegoer, music lover, novice yogi, sometimes runner and suburbanite of Nashville. I love my husband, children, family, friends, neighbors, home state, adopted state, country, planet, wine, beer, cocktails, coffee and Italian-Irish heritage.
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