I say "two days," or "two weeks", or "two months."
I say. “Well, I think it will be a little longer than just one, two.”
But the funny thing is, when I look back on time that’s what it feels like to me. One. Two. How did we get to Friday? How did we get to the end of June? Do I really have nine children? How did I get to be thirty-seven? It was like “One. Two.”
There were many homemade cards passed to Dad and I bought Rob a Pete Seeger book and movie that Kyle will enjoy watching too. I am sure that Kyle is Pete Seeger’s biggest nine-year old fan. That is still coming in the mail. I would not live in China without Amazon.
Monday is what I can’t remember.
Tuesday was a big day for me. I met Jessie at a recording studio. If anyone cares to read details you will have to check out my very lonely music blog. I even have pictures.
I will mention that the taxi I was riding home in got rear ended and of course the driver had to pull over and inspect and re-inspect and haggle with the other driver. I was grateful that it was a minor accident, in light of the very sad news about the D.C. Metro train accident.
Tuesday evening Rob came home with some news about his next job. I won’t give the details until the decisions are final.
Thursday I hosted playgroup. The kids love that because they know I’ll stock up on good food. Here is Sam appreciating the spread. I let the kids roll out the dough and put the toppings on their own pizzas.
I took the picture of the sheep on our way into town. They live near our home so we see them frequently, but we still get excited about sheep in traffic.