The joy of a sunny, winter day. Of a big brother riding without trainer wheels. Of a little brother keeping up, almost. Of a day without big sisters. A trip to the library. Thirty seven new books in which to immerse ourselves*.
Brand New Heavies, loud, by myself in the car. The joy of singing harmony with a super, new back-up singer in our church band. Of having a didge player join us at practice tonight. And now, the hush of little people sleep snuffling and husband's computer quietly tapping.
Joy
*P.S. Suzy, I got a Kingsolver
