📘 Why My Blog Reads Like a Kids’ Book

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I’m childish.

I snap pictures of kids’ Star Wars T-shirts in the store and declare that I wish they came in my size. I seek out ways to startle and pester my girls. I pretend I’m the Great Brown Hope of NASCAR when I drive on the Interstate (but I never speed).

But those things don’t render me childish.

Well, not all by themselves.