Once in a Zay Moon

I continued to ask him what he’d done in kindergarten as he followed me around the house. “Why does everyone keep asking me that?” exclaimed Isaiah. We keep waiting for the day when the principal will award him with the key to the school, a mere token act acknowledging his role as the Godfather there. [...]

Face Time

Sunday I carried benches and chairs we had borrowed for a party across the cavernous distance from my house to Isaiah’s.  In sweltering heat, the 400 feet felt like the Sahara Desert.  On my first trip, I carried the bench with both hands upward over my head.  It brought back memories of a militant baseball [...]

Isaiah, My Knight in Shining Armor

Thursday I took Isaiah and the twins to the library for a change of scenery.  During our stay, I followed Summer and chased Isaiah who chased Maren and entertained plenty of pleadings to check out this and that.  Somehow four year-old Isaiah’s initial desire for Curious George took a backseat to the undiscovered world of [...]

When in Rome

You can’t be too careful what you tell a child because you never know what he’ll take hold of and spend the rest of his life remembering you by. – Frederick Buechner Hello.  It’s been awhile since I’ve posted.  Once mid-February hits, my life becomes baseball.  Two toddling twins keep me quite busy as well.  [...]