Introduction

Now that I'm two years old, my dad says I'm old enough to have my own blog. Actually, I'm practically two-and-a-half.

I'd tell you all about my life so far, but there's so much to tell, and I can't remember that much of it anyway. Instead, I'll just include Christmas letters I wrote in years past in the next few posts. They'll catch you up well enough.

In case you're wondering where the title for my blog came from, it's from my dad's favorite book: To Kill A Mockingbird.

The sixth grade seemed to please him from the beginning: he went through a brief Egyptian Period that baffled me - he tried to walk flat a great deal, sticking one arm in front of him and one in back of him, putting one foot behind the other. He declared Egyptians walked that way; I said if they did I didn't see how they got anything done, but Jem said they accomplished more than the Americans ever did, they invented toilet paper and perpetual embalming, and asked where would we be today if they hadn't? Atticus told me to delete the adjectives and I'd have the facts.