Wednesday, November 21, 2007

The day before Thanksgiving

My little one is asleep, cozy in her crib.

My other girl is snuggled with her father, singing her special "Bean-girl song" that she made up all on her own. It's an off-key humming that is very faintly reminescent of the tune to "Hush little baby don't you cry." However, it is not "Hush little baby," it is the "Bean-girl song," as Bean-girl will remind you if you forget.

I have a little time to myself tonight. My editing work is (mostly) on course now. The cranberry sauce for tommorrow is already done. It is raining outside, and the forecast calls for snow. But inside all is warmth and light, safety and shelter. And right now, there is even quiet.

For all this I am thankful.

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