Our Labor Day weekend started out as a relaxing break, catching fish and reading words in the sun-Richard II for class and the medieval Book of Margery Kempe for the M.A. exam. I prayed that the texts would come with laudanum or something to get me through my misery. No such luck. At least the fish were biting!


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Gracey Sprinkles is a bunny killer.


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A moment captured three minutes ago by my three year old.

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I just got back from an amazing girls-and-kids weekend at Lake Geneva.  My-oh-my was is wonderful.  It started when my four year old was fishing during a pre-dawn jaunt and proclaimed, "It's the Lake Geneva Whopper," after a fish the size of his foot swam by. 
Ahh, life is good. 
It got better when he saw the bunk bed that he would share with his ( Read more... )