Newspaper boats tied together with yarn carrying small, felt-covered animals
Dropping Nora off at preschool and heading to the Bronco, fields and gray and cold
Nora and I arguing over tiny things, trying to understand what it means to "not provoke your children"
Nora is hungry for supper at four, so I reheat leftover tuna casserole for her
Around 6:30, I fix a radish and butter sandwich because Grandpa Aanonson liked them.
We read the story of the ant and the grasshopper and I'm wondering if I'll be able to play like the ants do in wintertime.
Grateful for my friends' help in so many different ways
Mom and Mike back in town with Grandma in hand
Very tired and not at all sure if I'm ready for tomorrow but that won't stop it from happening, so I'm climbing aboard in faith