We keep our usual reading time around breakfast throughout the year, skipping a few days when we’re not feeling great or need a break. Offered the choice regularly, the kids always want to keep this element of our day.
Maybe it’s unamerican to admit fear because of our revolutionary past. But we are entrenched now, and I am afraid. I nightmare, I watch. My forehead wrinkles crease more deeply in certain shared spaces.
We’re ready for summer!
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