When I woke up this morning, it was way past “we’re gonna make it to the bus on time” and yet before the sun had graced the fields.
When I woke up the second time, Gus Man was breathing in my face asking me if it was snowing outside. It was not. Soon, I said. But not yet.
When it snows, there be penguins in our yard, Mamma?
Yah. Penguins. Outside. They comin’?
I don’t think so, Buddy, but I’ll see what I can do.
The Late Train to school is leaving now. Ry’s been dressed an ready for an hour, sitting on the front porch. We are desperately out of tissue and toilet paper thanks to the Never Ending Head Cold Sickness that has plagued this family for 2 weeks. We will go to the grocery store and I will try not to end up on the news.
Tomorrow we leave for a Sebeck family wedding in St. Louis and I will try not to end up on the news.
And then next week?
Next week, we will have toilet paper and tissues and dog food and bread and I will tell you some stories.
Someone start working on the penguin thing for me, would ya? I’m in way over my head with this kid.