My mom and dad have been here visiting from the prairies and their presence has been well-timed for the inevitable disasters that befall us when they’re near.
So, I missed the Wordless Wednesday wagon, but here’s a tardy installment for you:
The photo is hazy, kind of like my mind these days.
So much of staying home with kids is monotonous: clean the floor, someone poops in the corner and you have to clean it again five minutes later. Tidy the kitchen, make a meal, then tidy the kitchen again.
Avelyn woke up this morning complaining of a sore tummy and claiming to feel too ill to go to school.
So I asked her if she wanted a big cupcake for breakfast.
“Can babies die?”
“God made the whole world, right? But HOW did He do it?”
“If the earth is spinning, how come we can’t feel it moving?”
“What if God wanted to break the w