This week at the circus...

de mommie I learned the fine art of jumping through rings of fire, known as bilateral ear infections--potty training, which should be an olympic event--and that little thing called life. If I stick the landing do I win a gold?

The Peace of a Sleeping Child

It is late and my house is quiet. The only sounds are the clicking of the keyboard and the heater warming the house. This is the kind of quiet I imagined when I used to read The Night Before Christmas as a child. Moments like these make all of this hard work worth it.