In my epic bout of tidying-up last week, I found a cute little book with thick paper that I’d never used but probably have had since about the same time the Cold War ended. It was so old, it was cool and Ruthie decided to accept it and turn it into a daily drawing challenge book. I’m grateful for my equally cute and artsy daughter.
I’m grateful for Hart, who more times than I care to enumerate, has saved me from myself on Monday mornings by ferrying in my computer, or my phone, or my lunch, or something else extremely important I have walked off without and that I must have in order for the world to continue it’s course. He’s pretty awesome like that.