Author: Jenny

She felt bad for the bee.  She said, “It hurt me but it killed her.”

Finding a little relief on a hot, humid day. 

He is tired but doesn’t want to go to bed.  

I understand.  After the kids are in bed, I am tired.  But, the quiet in the house and control over my time is too sweet to give away to rest.  I want some time to putter.  Time to not direct anyone else.  

I understand why he doesn’t want to go to bed.  

My sister, Maureen, and her little, getting big, daughter. 

Mauren is doing a photo a day with me this year. 

Today, I was stopping at her house and suggested we exchange photos of us with our daughters. 

Her photo of me and my oldest girl is here. (Thanks, Moe! I love it.)

This is my cousin’s little girl giving me the “church pew grin.”   You know the one, right? 

It’s one part I should be listening, one part you should be listening, and one part mischief.