Thursday, May 25, 2017


Margaret was reading a book after 4.30 this afternoon.  When she was done, she told me she had a headache, so I told her to go to bed and brought her a snack.  She's been in bed since.
As Jack laid down to go to sleep, he told me; "I don't like it when Margaret is sick."  I asked why and he responded that it was strange, but that it's "too quiet".  Ah, that gentle spirit that peeks through sometimes!  He gets so irritated with so much that Margaret does, but when it comes right down to it, he misses that which annoys him.

Tuesday, May 2, 2017

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