"In words, like weeds, I'll wrap me o'er,
Like coarsest clothes against the cold"

—Tennyson

Friday, September 24, 2010

Tuesday as Isaiah got ready for preschool he said, "Mom, I have fun at preschool, but I miss you when I'm there." Oh, so sweet. He came home with a darling picture of an apple tree and excitedly told me all of the fun things he played with and learned.

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