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

Friday, February 07, 2003

Yet another slow drive to work this morning. Some kind of accident on the right shoulder near County C, but traffic on southbound 35W was backed up all the way to 10. I don't know why it was so slow, though. By the time I went by the site, there were just a couple of vehicles along the side of the road, nothing blocking traffic. I don't get traffic. There isn't a stop sign or traffic light on 35W from here to Texas, so who is stopping? Just keep going people!!!

Last night there was a helium balloon in the house, don't know where it came from. But, John was having great fun with it. I'd pull it down for him and he'd let go of it and giggle when it floated up to the ceiling. Sometimes he'd take it and run to the kitchen and let it go in there, and he thought that was great fun as well.

Also, he got a little John Deere tractor from Joan and Glenn, and last night he was sitting on it, and propelling himself along, sort of duck walk style. The tractor is not very big at all compared to him, so it's amazing he could keep himself seated on the top of it and get himself moving on it.

He likes his LeapPad he got for Christmas. We've had his Thomas the Train one out for awhile, and last night I got out the Pooh book that Grandpa and Grandma got him as well. He's getting pretty good at using it.

One of the songs on his cds is about a cat stalking a mouse (the old gray cat is stalking....the little mouse is scampering...) and last night while he was jumping on the bed, he started singing that and acting it out (the cat slowly stalks, and then the mouse quickly scampers...he always laughs when we scamper around the house)

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