I think of the child playing in the sand, a few feet from the ocean wave’s reach. The child whose fingers form the hourglass for sand and minutes to trickle…
Tag: <span>family</span>
“I don’t like this Valentine’s Day card.” “I’m not fond of cleaning up.” “That does not make me happy.” “STOP IT!” “But I want something!” Yesterday, I begged Big Friend…
“I want to drink my chocolate milk, but I do not want to cooperate.” I hadn’t planned on having this time slot open in my schedule for writing. I’d blocked…
Dear Big Friend, Little Friend and I will dash to the store in a few minutes in search of the perfect present for you. Little Friend is admanant about the…
You know that moment when words fly out of your mouth, and you see them darting away into the atmosphere, irretrievable, and wish a little string trailed after them so…
There are just a few wisps of baby cocoon clinging to Little Friend’s rapidly spreading pre-schooler wings. The other day, Big Friend and I realized that another sizable chunk of…