How dare I think that yesterday was a good day, that things were looking up, and “getting better” (whatever that is) Today it’s back to the same old conflicts, the same old gripes, the same old tension. Only made worse because some of it is blamed on our relaxing yesterday (“you always pay”) Heavy sigh.
River says that things haven’t improved one bit, in fact they’ve gotten much worse. Kids are home from school more often than they go (but hey, we rebuilt the schools after we blew them up! At least it’s a start)… Baghdad Burning: “Three years later and the nightmares of bombings and of shock and awe […]
“Dad! I saw a squirrel!“ “Great honey!” “It was a big squirrel! “Ok” “It was huge! It must have been a daddy squirrel!” (not sure I like where this is going) “It was so fat!” “It had a huge bump, like yours stomach!” They didn’t walk home. But I thought about it.