Here’s something that pushed all the frustrating news out of my head for a bit:

I was playing with my 2 1/2 year old grandson with an old pair of opera glasses. I handed them to him and said, “these are binoculars…….binoculars,” repeating the word to help him absorb it. His retort? “No, they’re MY noculars!”

Just a reminder, Trump doesn’t ruin everything. Yay