This book is semi-autobiographical. Actually, more autobiographical than semi. Most of it is pretty true. It came out of an experience of when my wife was training for a half marathon, and that left me with needing to make breakfast for the kids on Saturday mornings. I would tell the story to people, and enough of them said, I ought to write a book about it. I don't want to put too much in this post SPOILER ALERT, so I'll just post a few of my initial drafts, and some of my sketches (you see why I enlisted the help of my brother). But HEY don't sleep on my art skills... I did used to be in "art able" though when I was in elementary school. I made a great paper mache brontosaurus when I was in first grade.
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