We’re at Desmond’s basketball practice. Aislyn went last week and did a good job, I guess.
This week she’s climbing all over the bleachers.
I get it. It’s not new this week, and she doesn’t have her Kindle.
When I was just a little younger than her, my mother couldn’t take me to church, because I crawled all over the benches.
I was a well-behaved little girl, I must’ve just been too young.
My favorite story about myself as a little kid, though, is the Statue of Liberty story, with the nun who told me to sit down and shut up. I think it is in a post called More Early Memories…yup.
Goodnight, my friends. Talk tomorrow, sweet dreams ❤️