As I pulled to the intersection I made sure to leave plenty of room at the crosswalk before me. I had seen the girl from nearly a block away yet was certain she did not see me. She had a spotter, though he seemed to be doing very little. Read the rest of this entry →
(a scene from the car) “Oh, that’s the Jonas Brothers. There’s Kevin, Joe and Nick,” Zane pipes up from the back seat.
“Zane, I honestly can’t say that I’m proud you know that.”
“Good Lord!” I screamed from the front of the car to no one and to everyone. “What is wrong with this picture? Zane, please tell me it’s just a piece of worthless trivia. Something you’ve stumbled upon and for whatever reason it stuck there in your head. Quick–who were the Beatles?”
“Ooh, they were a band. I like them.”
“Yeah, but who were they? What were their names?”
“Uhmm…”
“Nooooo!! This can’t be happening! Led Zeppelin? Who was the lead singer in Led Zeppelin? What about the Rolling Stones? Name someone from the Stones. Or The Who.”
Sometimes it’s the small things, the seemingly insignificant acts, totally random and unplanned that make for the the most lasting of memories.
I never assisted the sun materially in his rising...
I mentioned that the flu has paid our home a little visit. Now while I love house guests and appreciate the thought, it’s definitely overstayed it’s welcome. Zander sounds the worst, his little cough almost croup-like. So this morning I pulled a page from way back in my nursing days. Read the rest of this entry →
Little voices cry out in the night. Frail, weary voices masked by coughing and sniffles. They radiate heat, yet complain of cold. They are scared of darkness though light does not relieve. They are tired but cannot sleep. Therefore, neither should I.
The flu sucks! It has come upon us with a vengeance filling little noses too uncoordinated to effectively blow resigned instead to sniff and wipe. They are raw and sore and it adds but one more thing to a long list of complaints.
As weekends go–and so many do–this one past certainly went. But in a good way. Well, for the most part. For the first time in quite a while the slate was free of obligations, Zane’s flag football season having ended last week.
I would love to say that the season ended high, that the kids had fun and everyone went home having been bettered by the experience. Unfortunately, that is not the case. Read the rest of this entry →
