If Ladybug ever doubted that I love her, even one little bit, I think that doubt should now be obliterated. We just returned from her 10-year high school reunion.

I must say that the highlight of the evening was the “awards” section of the agenda, during which someone with a little too much excitement about her high school years read out the superlative categories the class had voted on in high school and had people guess who the class had voted for. They all knew most athletic, but other than that, there was a lot of silence and a lot of incorrect guessing… until they got to “Most Intellectual,” at which point the woman reading the categories said, “And you all know who this is…” Everyone in the room said, in unison, Ladybug’s name. My poor wife turned bright red.