You spot a tiny roundish dark lump on the baby matress as you pick up your sugar smoosh after a nap. Resolved, you bravely grab a tissue. You sigh a deep, thankful sigh when you realise it is merely a raisin.
"The clock is running. Make the most of today. Time waits for no man. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That's why it is called the present."
{ Alice Morse Earle in her book Sun Dials and Roses of Yesterday:Garden Delights. }
4 comments:
Too funny! I can see you smiling to yourself.
Brave soul!
So glad it was just a raisin.
What's the scoop on Laine? Randa had hers out last year at this time. Not too awful and she was back to being herself in no time at all.
we're heading to the ENT to see. I do think she will need it. She was so great at the x-ray, thank God!
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