Some moments are so perfect in their bliss I find myself consciously letting them wash over me, filling my pores with peace and contentment. Though they are far between and fleeting, I’ll take them.
Avelyn is friends with two sweet little boys named Caleb and Daniel. She has so much fun playing with them because boy-time means rough-housing, tag, exploring, and mildly aggressive wrestling.
Last week Steve and I got to talking about how we both feel as though we’ve been on auto-pilot for much of the past year: when he comes home from work, he plunks his lean rear on the couch and zones out in front of
I tucked you in for the fourth time and went down the hall to retire for the evening. I heard you flick your bedroom light on and was too tired to fight you for it so I left you undisturbed.