Today has been a fairly typical day. I wake up to Isaac’s sweet voice on my right, going “broom broom BROOM!” I crack an eyelid, wondering as I do every morning in our blacked-out room, to what time they let me sleep. Isaac is propped up on a pillow driving a monster truck. A few…
Tag: Christmas
There’s a Ford F-150 in my shoe
I have a few treasured thoughts swimming around in my head this weekend, in addition to my new-found Airwalk accessory, that I’d like to hang on to. Last night, while Brian was insulating the water heater pipes, Ian headed for one of the kitchen cabinets and pulled out his kid-sized baking kit. He climbed up…
S.A.H.M. Hill 