Some evenings, I work. I'm not home when the boys get off the bus. I have been hesitant to let them stay on their own. It's not that long until their father gets home from work, but it's long enough. I was talking to a friend about this recently, and I paused in my explanation.… Continue reading A Box
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Never
Paul asked me again when I am taking this picture down. He's asked at intervals for years. He doesn't like the answer, for reasons that escape me. Never. I am never taking it down. It used to be above the fireplace in a frame, but the frame was destroyed in a mysterious accident. I wasn't… Continue reading Never
Slip Slidin’ Away
My children are getting on the bus by themselves now, running down the long lane, shoving and yelling and giggling all the way. I didn't mean for this to happen yet. They are old enough by any objective standard, but people rocket down our rural road like they are practicing for the Autobahn, and mothers… Continue reading Slip Slidin’ Away
Don’t Wanna
I got this in the mail last week. I haven't opened it. I know what it is, and I'm being a brat. It's a nice thick packet. It's all the paperwork that I need to fill out in advance of Levi's annual appointment at the cystic fibrosis center. I've written about annual appointments before. Short version: We… Continue reading Don’t Wanna
Spring Break
At least that's what they're calling this week off school. I haven't seen a lot of evidence of spring. The temperatures are above freezing, at least, and we can all be grateful for that. People keep asking, but we don't have big plans for spring break. The boys already had an extended stay in Florida… Continue reading Spring Break