I’m Banner.
I have stories.

Dad’s “Last” New Bike… Again

Dad has made this promise before. More than once. Apparently, “last new bike” means something different in our house. This time, I want it in writing. 😂

Why My Beard Requires a Peace Treaty

Mom calls it grooming. I call it somebody approaching my face with suspicious little scissors.

Why Banner Gets the Final Vote on Costumes

Mom brought home two Halloween wigs. The wardrobe department was excited. I had several concerns.

The Pumpkin That Nearly Lifted Me Off the Ground

I do not even like pumpkin. That did not stop me from carrying one to my bed like it belonged in the toy department.

Why One Little Carrot Means Goodnight

Every evening ends with the same crunchy tradition—and I make sure management never forgets it.

My Five-Minute Review of Mom’s Backseat Upgrade

Mom called it safer and more comfortable. I noticed one major design flaw: it separated me from her lap.

You Made It Through Today

A quiet evening reminder for anyone carrying more than they say out loud.

“You made it through today. Now let the evening bring you peace.”

The Day I Chose My Mom

Technically, she says she rescued me. I remember it a little differently.

The Porch Walk That Changed Everything

Tom thought we were having a peaceful moment. I had other plans.

My Official Guide to a Good Day

Carrots at bedtime. Sunglasses when necessary. Kindness always.

Five Hours and She Still Wouldn’t Let Me Drive

We could have been home two hours earlier. I stand by that statement.

The Day Strangers Knew My Name

I went to see balloons. Apparently, I was also part of the attraction.

Why I Wear Sunglasses

The sun is bright. My future is brighter. Also, they look excellent.