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, December 12, 2004

Last night went to visit a person I work with, they just got back last week from Russia with their two new kids. Was lots of fun to see them. They didn't seem too terribly upset by all the commotion, they I guess they didn't eat their supper like they usually do. The boy is about a year old, but he is about the size John was when he came home at about 16 months.

John was a little zooey at times with all the hubbub. At one point he was banging a hammer and I took that away, and he wanted back and started in on babbling about something, and at one point he said "you're acting undignified". rnnnhuh? undignified? Holy cats! Where did he get that word? I'd never heard him say that before. I wonder if he heard on one of his Thomas tapes.

The kids' Christmas program is tonight. I watched their practice this morning, mostly to help keep John in line. Hanna did great! Sang loud and clear.

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