Usually the bigger one is running full steam ahead, into the fray. Last Saturday her little sister joined in for the first time, and suddenly someone was very protective. The baby loved those shiny brass plates in the ground, even though we warned her repeatedly that water randomly shoots up from them. And when the…
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the eleventh hour
This is what the homestretch looks like and I must tell you that it’s leaving me a bit sad and wistful. You delight us in each moment that you are awake and asleep, but each day you shed a bit more of that dependence on us as you feed yourself, turn your own book pages,…
a mouth full of blueberries
Tower Grove Farmer’s Market The blueberries never made it home. It seemed a bit like a Robert McCloskey tale, minus the bears and the bucket. Kaplink, kaplank, kaplunk. A series of blueberry shots to follow shortly…