My name is Simon and I am 6 years old. I asked my dad to write to you, he has your book and he let me see the cartoons in it.
Recently I found myself in an awkward situation at a child’s fifth birthday party.
I am having a parenting crisis and I could use your help. My son has finally reached the age to drive and he has been pestering me to take him to get his learning permit.
I had the wildest dream the other night and I have to tell someone about it before my brain twists itself into a pretzel.
It has arrived. The final chapter in Lola’s story of revenge (by dinosaur!)
My nieces are here for a visit and I’ve been lucky enough to get sole custody of them for the past four days.
Lola’s dinosaur saga continues into the third week of her reign of terror.
We left off with Lola hatching a dinosaur egg, the feared Tyrannosaurus Rex. What I didn’t tell you was that Lola has more than one egg.
I don’t think it will come as any surprise to you all that Lola is a bit odd. She writes an advice column, answers to over 32 aliases, and watches television with the intensity of a human.
For years I’ve been enjoying the antics of Lola. When I got her as a wee baby in 2011, she was a sleepy-eyed, soft-snoring cuddle bug. Fast forward two months…