Driving home through the rain last week, NE, you started singing a song from preschool, “God Made the Rain”. As awesome as that was, when I turned around to watch you while you sang, you stopped. So I asked “what else did God make?” You thought quietly for about ten seconds and then answered “tacos!” […]
I don’t know when this started occurring. I know it’s been several months, but exactly when it started, I haven’t a clue. I do, however, remember the first time it happened: NE, you’re three as I write this, so for argument sake, we’ll say it was about six or eight months ago. You would have
As I put this site together and try to organize all of the random thoughts that cross my mind on any given day…all the things I would want you to know in my absence…all the stories of your childhood that you’ll enjoy reading to your own children, I’m remembering stories I’ve either shared with friends