In the meantime…

Peter came home yesterday from his camping/rock-climbing trip. He starts out by calling me on the way and saying, “You’ve got to promise me you’ll still let me go climbing, but…” A mom’s gotta hate that, right? Right. Turns out that he fell “only about 30 feet” and, in the process, smacked his hand against Continue reading In the meantime…

Yes, I'm still up.

I’m afraid to try to go to sleep. I think the cold, which has left the other parts of my body, has settled deep into my lungs and turning into bronchitis. Dr. J gets to see us tomorrow morning. She knows us. She knows to let us mutter and whine about all the physical ailments Continue reading Yes, I'm still up.