After a long hot day of swim lessons and gardening, I have to admit I am not feeling my usual patient self, and when Hanna asked me to read her the Mother Goose Counting Rhymes book for the 12th time today, I just couldn’t do it. So I gave in, and turned on the television [...]
Jenny was my Cabbage Patch doll. She had a wooden cradle that my grandfather made, and her clothes were a mix of my old baby clothes, and dresses that my grandmother made to match dresses that she made for me. She has been getting dusty in my parents’ attic for years and years and years, [...]
I’m going to have to start bringing a book when we go to the park. Hanna went down the big girl slide all by herself today, she didn’t need me to catch her at the bottom or anything. She got to the bottom and just ran around to the stairs again yelling, “More slide! More [...]
