While trying to bring some sort of order to my place, i.e. loading the dishwasher, I overheard the following… Boston: “Pierce, do you want to go into my bedroom?” Pierce: “Yeah!” (Little feet running.) Boston: “Pierce, do you want to sit on my bed and talk about it?!” Pierce: “Yeah!” Boston: “So, Pierce, do you like… Continue reading See No Evil
We heard a noise in Pierce’s room Tuesday night. My husband went in to check on him and in a moment called back to me, “He’s having a seizure.” This was his third one and we were prepared this time. Outwardly, we remained very calm. Inwardly though, I was still a bit panicked. I continued… Continue reading Dance the Night Away
Dirty little feet. How you love to run free and bare; to feel the earth upon your skin. So carefree. So full of life and adventure. Ready to conquer the world. Where will this life take you? What journeys await your path? Dirty little feet. You will someday find yourself leaping from pure joy. You… Continue reading Dirty Little Feet
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