Imagine you’re in the mountains, walking at twilight. It’s a beautiful, warm and clear night. The sunset is painting your favorite colors just over the mountains...
Learning to Read
The Tea Ritual, or Trying a New Thing (Again)
This Old Table
“Mommy, let’s color,” she would say and go get her plastic pencil box filled with crayons. I’d pull out construction paper or printer paper and other supplies and sit down at the table with her. She would stand or sit on her knees in the chair, lean on the table, and hold a worn-down crayon between chubby toddler fingers...
