when my daughter met ruby bridges

It was a typical library trip: well-meaning, part educational/part mental health boost to get us out of the house, started well but quickly disintegrated. The kids rounded up books and perused the movies (they’re old school and like to watch DVD’s) and then fought over the computers as I shooshed them and gave them the…

on every day matters

I chased my youngest around the yard this afternoon. I watched him feed grass to the chickens, collect toys that older kids had cast aside, and climb in and out of the wagon. He toddled happily, jabbering a bit here and there, but mostly content to soak in the sun and wander freely. I thought…