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

Sunday, February 08, 2004

Kids had fun in church today, and as always John had fun flushing toilets in the bathrooms there. On the way we stopped at Cub Foods to load up on groceries. From the deli we got some fried chicken for lunch. Mmm, was that ever good. John just gobbled it down.

It's cold and windy here today. Brr. Yesterday was in the 20s and sunny, a very pleasant day. Now, yuck.

After their naps yesterday (well, John didn't sleep) I took the kids outside. They went down the hill on the sled, climbed around the huge snowdrifts. After awhile Hanna had had enough, so she went inside. John was riding his little white bike around, and I put the little red shovel behind the seat and helped push him around. John just giggled, he liked that. So, we went around the driveway quite a few times like that.

For supper Rhonda whipped up a batch of Swedish meatballs and mushed potatoes.

We have nursery duty tonight. The kids always enjoy that chance to play around in the nursery.

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