Lines and Tantrums and Sharks Oh My

I don’t know what was more frightening to me-

this shark over and over again in the circular tank

(I am the person who thinks she felt a shark brushing across her leg in the swimming pool),

or having absolutely no idea why Sam was in full blown tantrum mode in downtown Boston today.

As in, on his stomach at one point beating the pavement. Continue reading “Lines and Tantrums and Sharks Oh My”