Friends, we have things to discuss.
First off, we could talk about how this boy went an entire month without sugar. He passed on cookies, birthday cake, and the Candy Lady who brings a purse-full to church each week. He was one determined boy. Now, however, he is enjoying his freedom, just in time for Valentine’s Day.
We could talk about how this boy (minutes after I snapped this photo) landed in the emergency room because of a razor and a haircut and a mother with slippery fingers. Eek! But we don’t want to talk about this. He has all his appendages and his scar will heal. Mine, however, may not.
No, instead of talking about stitches, I want to talk to you about weather, about that fact that it is above freezing around here, and how are family set off for church on Sunday without coats, how the entire neighborhood emerged from hibernation to play in the streets, in shirt sleeves. (And even some shorts.) And when Addison ran to join them, he threw open the door, looked past the three feet of snow still on the ground, and shouted, “Summer! It’s here!”
Not yet, little buddy, but it’s coming. As Seth remarked yesterday, his favorite sound is the sound of melting snow. Happy V-Day to you all.