I will not ruin the spell cast by this quote by even pretending I could editorialize in some way to make it breathe more sincerely, beguilingly, or convincingly. This quote…
Tag: <span>life</span>
So I’ve been brainstorming topics to cover 31 days of posts, as inspired by The Nester, who at last count, had over 1,000 other bloggers chomping at the bit to…
Little Friend, at 3 1/2, still wears diapers at night. We’re alright with that. Little Friend is especially alright with it. “Can I pee in my diaper?” she’ll yell downstairs…
A head, downy as a baby mole’s underbelly, snuggles velvet under my chin. With each tiny puff of breath comes a mourning dove’s sigh: “Coo…coo…coo…coo.” The breath would not pass…
It’s not lost on me that Little Friend is a little less than Little these days. Let’s be honest. Body snatchers visited on the night of April 25th, whisked away…
“Eeeeeek!!! We are two girls who hate snakes!” She shrieks in a falsetto “this must be what girls sound like when they’re scared” kind of way. She’s huddled against my…