THE IRONY OF THE STICKY YEARS IS THEY DON’T STICK AROUND FOR LONG. Gummy bears stick to teeth like cotton candy sticks to fingers. Lemonade sticks to floors like ketchup sticks to tables. Life with kids is sticky, and fast. One day you buckle them into baby carriers. The next day you drive them to kinder. You turn around once and the van wreaks of body odor. You turn around again and it's time for driver’s ed. Before long, they drive off for good and you’re left holding a bag of baby teeth. Here’s a taste of the wit and wisdom you’ll find among dozens of sticky stories to relish: • Dad, what year were you born? Do you remember? • Butt? It's a tooshie, or biscuit (or sometimes watermelon or cantaloupe). • Do hot dogs come from the cow's weenie? • Did you keep any of Santa's texts? • Does gratitude mean you have a great attitude? THE FAMILY VAN FLIES THROUGH THE STICKY YEARS, BUT THE RIDE IS FULL OF TIMES TO TREASURE, LESSONS TO LEARN AND LAUGHS TO REMEMBER.