This is an actual report my son wrote at school last spring. I didn’t know about it until everything came home at the end of the year. Upon reading about his great affection for this relatively obscure soda, I knew two things: 1) this is definitely my child and 2) I had to illustrate this tribute!
Fun fact: my father (Carlo’s grandpa) has been known to drive to a specific, out-of-the-way gas station following a hike in the Cascade Mountains because he knows they carry Squirt. With a second refrigerator full of the stuff, I’m fairly certain my dad single-handedly keeps this company in business. This is truly a love passed down through the generations.
The first in a new series I’m making about parenting and school for my daughter’s preschool.
Here is the first installment of an advice column written by my children. May it help you get through these dark days.