The Hours Flew
Love the snowy, cloudy landscape on these NY mornings. The Schunumunk rests; warming beneath clouds wrapped tightly around its peak. We speed over the terrain every morning and, topping the mountain, have the Hudson spread out and slightly catching hints of sunlight in its choppy waves.
Today Tuesday was a day of much progress, much headway in establishing procedure. Lunch time was my volunteer hour at daycare. The benefits are two-fold, namely the additional time I am alloted to spend with my son.
The hours flew.
At the gym I sped through my 1-mile warm up. Paid for it later during strength training. Once home, once full, once replenished we hung out. B & K took turns taking random photos around the house. B got her dance shoes ready for tomorrow and both rushed through pajama changing and tooth brushing. We read:
Japanese Children's Favorite Stories
Cinco de Mouse-O (¡Viva Mexico!)
Doctor De Soto
