Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Wednesday, February 26, 2003

This morning as I was getting John out of the car at Sue's house, he was singing "The Farmer in the Dell". He likes music. When we went in the house, Sarah showed me a picture of her and Julia and John all dressed up in grown-up clothes. John has this huge grin on his face. Sue will give Rhonda the photo when she comes to get him today.

Last night I told him he could have a brownie for a snack, and that maybe we could watch some Dora, and he went off somewhere, and I didn't see him so went looking, and he was already in the darkened kitchen sitting in his chair waiting for me! He was anxious to have his treat and Dora!

He's picked up saying "thanks" lately.

His hair is getting rather long, so he'll have a haircut on Friday.

Rhonda ordered some new window blinds for our side door, the living room window, and downstairs. They arrived, so probably Ramsey will work to get them up.

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