There is a little brook that runs near our house. We pass it when the boys and I walk home after I've picked them up from school. My youngest likes to pick up random rocks and feed them to the stream. He'll laugh and tell me, "I can't forget the river kibble today!" Then, I'll … Continue reading River kibble.
Romp, expedition, adventure, odyssey, quest. Along the way, maybe I’ll find better words to describe my life. My days are filled with the work of raising children, serving a retired canine racing queen, trying to run when my body allows it, hugging my husband, choosing between board games, books, and sleep, and never being truly bored.
