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, June 09, 2014
We had some friends over last night while their parents went out to a movie. All the kids played together well. There was a drum session and books, and lots of Legos and dancing in the garden.