tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640007868124853183.post5393375998717877416..comments2023-07-03T03:01:38.955-07:00Comments on Come What May and Love It: Typical Me.Beccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003367723852198095noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4640007868124853183.post-87724474206704425832011-10-23T19:26:04.388-07:002011-10-23T19:26:04.388-07:00Isn't is good that eventually today becomes ye...Isn't is good that eventually today becomes yesterday? "and it came to pass"- you had a good day going (starch for the wreath, heat for the caramel on the apple...) until the sick child at the breakfast table. That is, well, enough- enough to change your plans anyway. Thanks for the window into young parenthood- sometimes I am surprised about the little everyday things that I have kind of forgotten. (conveniently... after all, who wants to remember sick kids at meal time? or in the car, for that matter.. or in their bed in the middle of the night, or worse, in YOUR bed.) Maybe I remember more than I thought!Denisenoreply@blogger.com