I'm still in a happy mood - residue of the Holy Day weekend in part. Today was good to. I fixed supper and did homework with the grand boys while KK went to a late jazz class. It was fun - an evening that made me feel like I'd entered a time machine and revisited the time in my life when my girls were in elementary school. That was a good time - evenings with homework, dinner, kisses. In a repentant frame of mind, I widh I had worked late fewer of those evenings. In a grateful frame, I'm glad for all the ordinary good times we did have and those we're having still.
After the kids left I answered the letters of fourteen of Bob's fourht graders and that was fun too. They are so different from each other, and as we get to know each other better the correspondences become more individual - about everything from concerns over and pride in a cousin in the Navy in Iraq to collecting stuffed animals, to bullying, to birthdays. I love writing to these kids and hearing from them - expands my world for sure.