the mice play, part the third

And so passes another day of schooling a small one and living in a large house.

Today, a friend drove up from Waxhaw to spend two hours over brownies and ice water. This proves that one does not have to give up one’s life to have children. Or, at least, not when they’re 12.

I still don’t understand how it can be a glorious 68 degrees in early February, but hey. I’m not complaining.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s