Tomorrow, Elizabeth and Charlotte will be 3 days shy of 6-months old. They will be the same age Miles was when Megan died. Tonight, I am thinking all of those thoughts that you think I’m thinking. (I am always aware; my wheels are always making these connections.) (It always hurts.) My heart is built with…… Continue reading TNT and 3 days short.
On Tuesday mornings, I meet with a big ol’ group of women, all ages, and we listen to our teacher and drink lots of coffee and oogle babies and escape our toddlers for an hour or so. Bible Study Tuesday has become a staple in my life. Today, our fearless leader asked us, “What are you doing…… Continue reading No bigs.
If it could just keep raining, I’d appreciate it. Unlike rainy days as a teacher (where the teenagers howl at the moon), rainy days at home make for peace, especially during toddler naptimes and lazy lunchtimes and — (One.) — book-reading laptimes. It’s not that it’s free from interruption. It’s just that the house is a sort…… Continue reading (Where I track how hard it is to type).