Covered in glitter and crumbs. Waking up to maracas and fairy wings. Pockets full of rubber bands and dandelions. Buried under book piles. Dirty hands with homemade kombucha. Coffee in the rain. Waiting for that sacred scrap of silence.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Speaks for itself
6 comments:
grandma cindy
said...
Wow! That's great! I would be happy to buy her some new ballet slippers if Polly and Chris are not inclined to do so!
The thing is, she took one ballet class and told me she didn't like it. But that was a year ago and I think the main reason she didn't like it was separation anxiety, not anything about the class per say. Maybe it's time to try again.
6 comments:
Wow! That's great! I would be happy to buy her some new ballet slippers if Polly and Chris are not inclined to do so!
fantastic!
Love it! Does she take ballet, or just love the slippers?
Joanna
Letter-writing is a "lost art" these days! I saw some nice ballet slippers
at Target today and thought of Unity,
but I don't know her shoe size.
The thing is, she took one ballet class and told me she didn't like it. But that was a year ago and I think the main reason she didn't like it was separation anxiety, not anything about the class per say. Maybe it's time to try again.
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