Day 69 in 2023

Snow watching

Day 68 in 2023

No reading allowed

Day 67 in 2023

First there were the very young years when mornings came too early and too energetically. Then came the homeschooling years when mornings started at our cue but always had me on the go go go. Now the mornings are early, but quiet and usually serene with the occasional “You’re Going to be late!” thrown in. Where once he was always right there needing me, now I have to look around corners to find him, lost in his own world. Slowly my role recedes. I wouldn’t have it any other way, but someday soon (after sleeping in) I will be missing this.

Day 66 in 2023

Fairly monochromatic laundry

Day 65 in 2023

Breaking down the good, the bad, and the future plans at our first meeting following the weekend's match.